Screen Shot 2017-09-07 at 9.27.20 PM.png


I'm Sarah, a Seattle- based writer, artist, yogi, dog-lover and outspoken feminist. I like books, wine, and gray days. Hope you'll stay and hang out for a while!

Write me maybe


I miss letters. 

Last week, one of my oldest friends in the world was visiting Seattle with her family. We only get to see each other every few years, but it's always a treat. Though we met when we were just ten and her family moved away about a year later, we managed to stay super close over the years because of the mail. 

It's amazing to me because when I was a kid, we didn't have cell phones, so long distance calls were pricy and we didn't have texting or instant messaging. I don't think I had the internet in my house till I was a junior in high school. But Megan and I, even as sixth graders, were able to confide all our innermost secrets using those tried and true (and practically irrelevant) tools - ye olde pen and paper. We even graduated from plain old Mead notebook paper to filling entire blank books and sending them via snail mail.

No one writes letters anymore. Megan was just one of several pen pals I had growing up, but now I almost never get mail that's not a bill or a package I ordered online. I'll be honest, sometimes I think I shop online just so I can get mail that doesn't suck. I'd really like to get back in the habit of writing letters - that's where you people come in.

If you're interested in sending a letter in the real, actual mail, or getting one, contact me. And we can be pen pals. For real. I have no idea if I'll get one taker or a hundred, so I hereby promise to send you at least one real, actual letter or postcard in the real, actual mail. Who's in?

She wanted storms

California knows how to party