I’ve been going back and forth on whether or not to march tomorrow. The only thing holding me back, really, has been that my only option is to march with Cheeks… and I’m just not sure she’s old enough to bring to a politically charged event.
But, I’ve come to the conclusion that the march here in Alaska won’t be anywhere near as chaotic as the marches in larger cities. And even more important, this is a side of history I want my daughter to know I stood on. For her. For me. For all women. Because nothing about this:
So, tomorrow we march. And my daughter gets her first taste of what it means to stand up for what’s right.
With the exception of what is happening to our country, the past few weeks have been crazy busy in all the best ways possible. I’ve had some really fantastic developmental editing projects, and some offers for new collaborations that have been exciting to receive.
As far as writing, this is some of my latest work:
Wish us luck tomorrow. It’s going to be a long 4 years…