Hi, my name is Whitney.
This journey began on December 31, 2013 in a book store. (The place where so many turning points in my life have begun.) Or maybe it started earlier than that. Maybe it started the day I was born.
I always knew that I was a writer, in the way that children know exactly who they are before the world starts telling them they don’t.
By the time I remembered I was half-dead, sitting on the floor of a Barnes and Noble on New Year’s Eve, praying to the spines of books for an answer. I got one.
Within a few months I had found a sangha—a Buddhist community—and a writer’s group, a yoga shala, and an idea for a novel.
I had rejoined the living. I had reclaimed my connection to the Universe. I had stepped back onto the path of my vocation. And the road rose up to meet me.
If you’re here, that’s what I want you to know. I am not special. Recovery is possible for you, too.
What can you expect to find here?
I like to write about writing. About self-discovery. About identity. About mental illness. About creativity. About social justice. About spirituality.
Most of all, I like to write fiction. My novel, Taking Refuge, is in progress. It contains everything I know. I hope one day, you and I both hold a copy of it in our hands.
Until then, you can visit me here.
Whitney’s work is forthcoming or has appeared in the American Review of Books, Nanny Magazine, and Streetlight Magazine, among others. She is a current MFA candidate at Queens University of Charlotte. Her poetry can be found on instagram at whit_writes.