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There was once was a girl who loved words.

And coffee. Coffee, too. 

 

THE GIRL: Meg. Lover of lattes, cobblestone streets, and any novel set in the 1920's.  

THE BLOG: A guide on how to drink coffee (full-fat and without restraint), soften, and ever-so-slowly suss out a life. This is a blog about becoming. 


Born and bred in Texas, I now reside in New York City, in a hundred-year-old brownstone with wooden stairs, an out-of-tune piano, and an actual fireplace--it is a home in a city where, such a thing, is hard to come by

I came to New York at the tender age of 18 to study drama at The Juilliard School. But it was upon graduating that the real education began--life being a tremendously effective (and occasionally brutal) teacher.  

Much of that education is chronicled here. In the archives of this blog: 

(On turning 30. And showing up.  The Fringe Benefits of Confidence.  The whole mess of 2014.  Jettisoning furniture. The apartment from hell. Six years in, and finally(!), a blog manifesto. Moving south of 14th Street. Learning to say yes. And on and on...)

In the span of all of the years since college I have fought relentlessly for a whole and good and purposefully imperfect life. 

And occasionally, I've done okay for myself. 

It's worth saying, in this moment, I am so deeply indebted to anyone who has ever taken the time to come to to this little corner of the internet. Over the years, your supporthas both humbled and buoyed me . And for that, there are not words enough.