Fiction

Woman At-Large After Trying to Put Pants on Her Toddler

Chouteau County – A central Montana woman allegedly tried to put pants on her less than two-year-old daughter on Monday morning. The suspect was last seen fleeing the scene wearing slippers and a baseball cap. It appeared she had a book in her hand. …

April 22, 2022

Sometimes I’m an Idiot Sandwich

For weeks, people on social media have been excited about spring. More light! Longer days! My cranky side thinks, Yay, more hours for my husband to be gone!   My stomach turns in knots in the weeks leading up to the next busy season. I…

April 8, 2022

Woman Declares She’s Never Writing Again; Then Posts on Her Blog

The wind is terrible here. It howls through the windows, and the tree branches scrape against the house’s roof. It’s dry too—we need rain. We needed it weeks ago. Every time I look out the window, I see dirt blowing across the gravel roads—and…

April 5, 2022

The Keeper of All the Things

My son, Rhett, is stuffing his feet into the wrong shoes when he asks me if I’m going to play football with him and his dad. I’m in the hallway on the way to my office, but I pause to look at him—the familiar…

March 21, 2022

Love Evolves: A Short Story

Nine years ago, love looked like counting down the minutes at work on Friday, then breaking the speed limit to get to the ranch. My stomach full of butterflies—all to spend the weekend with my boyfriend in the calving barn. We worked side by…

February 14, 2022

Where I’ve Written: An Incomplete List

At my desk, in the laundry room. At the kitchen table, surrounded by Legos. In the car, using talk-to-text because I know I’ll forget by the time I get to where I’m going. In the barn, watching a newborn calf navigate the world for…

February 9, 2022

Never Pass a Place to Pee

I didn’t mean to pee at a stranger’s house on my wedding day. But I did.  After Rich and I exchanged our vows and walked back down the aisle together, my friend, Cassie, handed me my first drink as a married woman. Then we…

February 4, 2022

One More Stool

In my bedroom, I have an old wooden stool. The paint is chipped, and the legs are marred with scratches and dents, probably from being dropped over the years. You can see where glue has been added, likely from my dad repairing it years…

January 31, 2022

I’ll Never Regret Being a Stay-at-Home Mom

The chair rocked back and forth, my baby’s sniffles the only sound in the quiet room. In the dark, I looked down, and she lifted her head off my chest and smiled at me. I started sobbing.  At 15 months old, Nora’s not a…

January 17, 2022

The Things Moms Carry

Allie, my five-year-old, watches me from the kitchen table. “How can you carry both things?” she asks. Her big brown eyes are wide. “Moms can carry lots of things,” I say, holding a box of Rice Krispies in one hand and a gallon of…

January 13, 2022