Update on Book #4 You didn't know there was a #4 in the works now, did you? Full of surprises here... I'm working on compiling many of my poems--some published on this blog and some brand new--into a small book of poetry for adults! And that's the reason for the many older poetry books in these [...]
I'm on Instagram. Did you know that? I've only been on a few months, still learning the ropes, but if you're on there yourself, look me up! @bysarahsteele You'll find contests, book sneak peeks, and the occasional photo of my little redheads. I've also been experimenting with some shorter poems combined with photos. Take a look. [...]
As I've shared here, this year was rough for me. Rough doesn't have to mean bad. Sandpaper is rough, but it smooths and shines and makes better. I'd like to make my thankfulness list this year of the rougher parts, because in the end, it's all for my good and His glory. May you find [...]
when the words in your head are all a big mess and they stumble and spin while you try to get dressed when your heart starts to race and you’re just not sure if you’ll ever really find the cure when your kids start to call (you’re just trying to breathe) and the day has begun [...]
My kids are old enough now that they rarely sleep during nap time. Does this mean nap time is over? NO WAY. It's just called quiet time now. For 60-90 minutes every day, we all have quiet time. (This post was written during said quiet time.) It's an essential component of running a household of 3 kids 5 [...]
The Story Behind the Writing For my 30th birthday, I knew I wanted to do something crazy, do something out-of-the-ordinary (for me), do something edgy. So. I got a tattoo. (All right, don't roll your eyes, all you crazy people out there.) It was a stalk of wheat and the word dayenu. The wheat represents [...]
The Story Behind the Poem This poem contrasts the family I grew up in from when I was little and when I was in high school. I am the oldest of ten children. While it sounds really sad, I'm actually not sad about my upbringing! The line "before we were twelve" (as in twelve members [...]
The Story Behind the Poem This poem was to help me get over the embarrassment of ruining a main part of our first meal hosted as a married couple. (Note that I wrote it nearly 4 years after it happened. That's something pretty rough denial.) My cooking skills have vastly improved since then, but I'm still a [...]
The Story Behind the Poem The first three years of our marriage, we washed our clothes at a laundromat. Sometimes I'd bring a book to read, find the Sunday comics there, or paint my nails. Sometimes I'd go before work (5:30am!). Sometimes we went together. It was mostly...a good experience to be able to speak [...]