A Very Special Interview…

I often get asked what my family members thought about my memoir Float On. I wrote of some pretty personal family experiences in it that many people wouldn’t share, especially with strangers. For me it was important to tell the truth and be open about experiences that I had been through that I had hidden…

A Letter I’ll Never Send

Dear Dad, I don’t remember ever writing to you when you were alive, not even when thousands of miles separated us. We didn’t have that kind of father-daughter ease of communication and that’s ok. I’ve made my peace with the fact that both of us were doing the best we could. The truth is, writing this…

A return to Topeka

I don’t remember who first noticed the nests – two of them, huge and a couple of stories above our heads. These were no nests that you sometimes see on the sidewalk fallen from the trees of my east Lawrence neighborhood; these reminded me of the ones I’ve seen from a distance on my paddle…

My Dad’s Ashes

Once I became a mom I realized that the reason why my own mom was the only one who could ever seem to find anything in my house growing up was that she was the only one who ever actually looked. So even though she wasn’t trying to find them, leave it to my mom…

Us Too

I’m not chatty on airplanes. I mean, I do try to be polite, maybe a little how’s it going? before I dig into whatever book or writing I brought along. But this trip was different. I’ve been thinking about conversations lately (and chatting about it on Facebook Live if you are over there). So when the man…

How to Prepare for Your Book Reading

  Start a list. Write ‘choose pages to read’ at the top. Remind yourself they are to be read out loud, not in your head. Shave your legs. Glance at your list but decide you should choose your outfit instead. Create an online vote for which dress to wear. (White is in the lead!) Start…

Write Letters With Me!

Do you have a couple of minutes to watch a video? I’d love to share why I’m writing a letter a day for the month of March. I share about how I received a stack of thank you letters from seventh grade students who I spoke to recently on memoir writing. The kids were awesome…

You’re invited!

I’m really excited about this reading with Erin Brown! I hope to see you there. 🙂 Love, Molly PS – I had a new essay recently published on The Manifest-Station if you’d like to check in out.      

Getting Better

I’ve been sick with what I suppose is the flu. The kind of sick where I haven’t felt like drinking coffee, even first thing in the morning. The kind of sick where the weight of the knife in my hand to cut my chicken seems too heavy. I’ve lost a couple a couple of days…

Checking coat pockets

When I was a little girl I thought I would be a ballet dancer for a job. Apparently, you could get money to go to class and perform and that seemed like heaven. When I decided at age fourteen not to move away from my family to Kansas City to study dance full-time there, I…