I’ve always been the kind of person who moves through creative phases. Some seasons I want to write constantly. Other times I want to bake every weekend, press flowers into books, paint tiny canvases, rearrange rooms, start a garden, collect old recipes, or fill notebooks with thoughts I’ll probably never show anyone.

I used to think I needed to choose one thing and stick to it forever in order to be taken seriously, but the older I get, the more I realize creativity doesn’t really work that way for me. It moves and it shifts. My creativity follows curiosity, and I’ve stopped fighting that.

A lot of people found me through my cookbooks and blog posts, and writing will always feel like home to me. I love poetry and storytelling. I love creating things that feel comforting or nostalgic or quietly beautiful. But lately, I’ve fallen into another creative phase making paper goods, journaling, printables, collage sheets, little details for notebooks and scrapbooks and quiet evenings at the table with tea nearby.

So I opened a small Etsy shop. Right now it’s tiny. Only a few listings while I slowly build it over time. But I think I wanted a place where all the smaller pieces of creativity could live too, not just books, but the fragments around them. The little paper details that make ordinary life feel softer somehow.

The truth is, creating is part of who I am. Sometimes it becomes a poem or a book. And right now, some of it is becoming printable art and journal pages. I think maybe I was never meant to be just one thing anyway.

If you’d like to visit the little shop and help me give it its first footsteps into the world, I’d be so grateful. And if not, thank you for simply being here and reading what I write. Truly.

I’ll leave the link below for anyone curious enough to wander in.

Autumn