My husband likes to take up a new hobby for, oh, maybe a year or two, and then he drops it like a hot cake. But for that one year, he’s all in. One of my favorites was a few years ago when he started making bread. He was hand-kneading, window pane testing, rising-the-dough-for-3-days-in-the-garage, stirring the hooch, and walking the starter ’round the neighborhood for local yeast (for real). Baguettes and ciabatta and biscuits galore. It was heavenly and our house smelled so good. But just as soon as I settled in, sold my bread machine, and started looking up homemade butter recipes, poof! He was done and on to the next.
Another hobby of his was photography. For a solid 18 months he was waking up before dawn for photo walks, researching cameras and all the hoity toity lenses; he bought the tripod and the special gloves and even photographed his sister’s wedding. I really thought this one was here to stay. Nope. We moved to Seattle and he was on to the next (furniture building, btw, which ended almost before it began). Anyhow, it dawned on me after we had our kids that the nice camera with all those fancy lenses was just collecting dust in our closet. Maybe I should give it a go? I could document some of our adventures as a family and keep the extended fam in the loop. So as an incentive for figuring out the camera, this blog was born. A photo blog! Yes! I would suddenly become an amazing photographer! How hard could it be? And hey, maybe I’d write a little, too.
Several years have passed and those lenses are still gathering dust. Eh, I tried. Somewhere along the way, though, I discovered that I’m a writer. Who knew? So I shifted the focus of the blog, quit my day job (kinda) and haven’t looked back. I especially enjoy writing about and exploring the intersections of culture, race, gender and faith. I finished my MFA in Creative Writing in August 2020.
I’m originally from a small town in northern California. I moved to Santa Barbara for college, majored in Communication Studies, met Jason, and we got married a few weeks after graduation. When Jason finished his Master’s degree we relocated to Seattle. He’s now a software engineer and we have two kids who are, obviously, awesome. We had a dog for about 5 minutes and now
we have a bunny rabbit named Chicken Taco have a puppy named Biscuit.
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My writing has appeared or is forthcoming with Relief, Pangyrus, Patheos, Literary Mama, Fathom, HuffPost, and Sojourners. It’s also been linked up in articles on The Washington Post, Bustle and Revelist.
If you are looking for assistance with a writing project or need some freelance work, shoot me an email: nancymyersrust [at] gmail [dot] com.
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Last summer we stumbled on
a tiny Farmer’s Market
This is where I found Jason.
You guessed it.
He came home with that hula hoop.
On to the next!