Writer in Residence

Written by: Collette Cottingham; Anontropolis   Heaviness had consumed me, the air was heavy, my body was heavy, my thoughts were heavy, and my heart was heavy. The weight was too much to [...]

Written by Collette Cottingham; Anontropolis   “How was your morning?” “I pulled all the weeds from my rock garden.” “That’s glorious.” Was Trisha’s response. She made me smile and feel [...]

Written by: Collette Cottingham; Anontropolis   “I had an affair.” My friend just threw that phrase out as causal conversation. I collapsed on my yoga mat. I didn’t know what to say. My jaw [...]

Written by: Collette Cottingham; Anontropolis   My own thoughts can tear me up inside. I am my own worst critic. When my thoughts become exhausting, and get in the way of my writing process, [...]