Rachel Kain

I was cleaning out email and found this little thing I wrote one day: Carpet of long green grass on a tree-topped hill. Me on my back, feeling the blades bend and twist under the quilt. Skin kissed by the breeze and dappled with leaf-interrupted […]

I wrote this about two weeks ago. I’m sort of feeling this way today. Looking at pictures of Colin to pick out for the Babywalk on Sunday (click here to donate: http://my.e2rm.com/personalPage.aspx?registrationID=967491&langPref=en-CA) Ok, so I’m sitting here at my desk completely effing bored out of […]

Dear Colin, I’ve been meaning to write this letter to you ever since your funeral. I’ve thought about it constantly. I’ve written it in my head dozens of times. Here I sit now, ready to tell you how I feel. First, I want to tell […]

Austin just told me about his plans for Colin. He is going to build a rocket and fly it up to heaven. When he gets there, he is going to open Colin’s mouth and pour a potion in. The potion will bring Colin back to […]

What has stopped me in the from moving on is fear–of failure, mostly. I’m a perfectionist, which is an awesome quality in an editor, but not necessarily in a writer.