Zucchini quiche, zucchini bread, zucchini noodles, zucchini fries, zucchini muffins, zucchini frittata, zucchini chips, zucchini sticks, zucchini curry, zucchini au gratin, zucchini in ratatouille, chopped up in a salad or on a pizza, tossed with pasta, layered in a lasagna, used in a chutney, marinated, sautéed, grilled, sliced, diced, fried, steamed, baked, stuffed, as a…
These archives are a select number of publications that I wrote dating to the way, way back, and that I still find relevent and enjoy reading. Please note that I've removed all of my old WordPress and tech-related posts, so if you're looking for that awesome Gravity Forms showcase or my breakdown of TCPDF, I'm afraid I'm no longer your gal. Enjoy!
Fierce and Free
I remember a girl who was fierce and free. A girl with an endless imagination who felt things deeply. She was fearless, despite so many things that she didn’t understand, so many adult things that she found strange and confusing. She thrived in her gymnastics class, hurling herself across the pommel horse with ease and…
Reminiscing on a Life of Remote Work
When Siobhan McKeown put out a call for testimonies for a new book she’s writing on remote work, I immediately raised my hand. Not that I doubted she would get an overwhelming response, but because I think Siobhan is pretty fantastic and because I thought I could contribute something unique to her research. In the…
The Day I Realized I Was an Asshole
I don’t actually know what day it was. Not the date, the day of the week or the time. Shit, I honestly couldn’t tell you what year it was, but I was on the phone with the telecom company. Again. I’m not even sure why I had called them. I just remember that feeling I…
The White Room
Sometimes I imagine a big white room, large not so much for its size but for its seeming lack of limitations. The room is empty and I’m alone, looking outward into its infinite landscape of possibility. The room is still and quiet. There are no windows and no doors and no conceivable shape to it,…
Congruence
It’s a word that you probably know, and yet it gives pause. It’s not an everyday word. It might make you think of mathematics, and you probably can’t recall the last time you used it in a sentence. You might search your memory for its usage, both familiar and obscure. I learned it many years…
What’s Right in front of You
“So, how’s your sabbatical going?” “Oh, you know, it’s a process.” I’ve been having this conversation a lot lately. “Any idea what you’re going to do next?” “I don’t know. I’m only just getting into the swing of this sabbatical thing.” But of course I’ve been thinking about what’s next. How could I not? The…
Thoughts on volunteer work and leadership
I recently had the honor (and challenge!) of leading the team that organized the largest French WordPress event to date: WordCamp Paris 2016. There have already been lots of great reviews about the WordCamp; about the 32 talks, the change in venue and the networking opportunities. For me, the event itself was like slaving over a meal all day…
Conversations with few words, Part II: weird karma and the old man
When I got back to the dismal ticket office with the long wait, all the seats were taken. I looked at the board: 292. My face was still flush, but not leaking as much and the coughing was under control. I was planning on ignoring the daily limit on those throat lozenges, popping a new…
Conversations with few words, Part I: Spontaneous combustion
I was finally alone. After over a week of amazing travel, incredible people and fantastic, rambling conversations into all hours of the night, I sent my navigationally-challenged friend through the turnstile at Atocha to take a wrong train and I was on my own. Just me, my bags and my increasingly sore throat. I had…