“The various pressures of twentieth-century living have made it almost impossible for the young mother with preschool children to have any solitude.” - Madeline L’Engle, on writing in her 30’s with small kids.

While this quote could depress me, as the eternal optimist, I find hope in the “almost”. Mothers have always done almost impossible things: from giving birth, to scraping together enough pantry scraps to make a meal, to caring for family members, to getting us the right to vote, to managing to find missing lego pieces.

I am interested in walking in the legacy of these literary foremothers who somehow managed to write while having children—with, or without solitude. From Anne Bradstreet, a puritan poet with 8 kids, to Ida B. Wells who led the crusade against lynching, nursing children in tow.

I may live in a tiny house, but I care about making space— particularly making space for human flourishing and creativity in the midst of the work of mothering.

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Each newsletter comes out monthly, and has a snippet of research about our literary foremothers, highlights on our tiny house adventure (with toddlers!) and links to my thoughts on simple living, minimalism, tiny houses, literature, and occasional poetry found on my blog and instagram.

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