pursuing a life of purpose
Online dating is strange. It’s a sign of how desperate us human beings have become to go around with our photos and profiles and witty one-liners like a pre-historic mating call morphed onto a website. It should be so simple. I think you’re cute / you think I’m cute. We think mostly the same […]
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We were sitting in Jean-Georges in New York City, just a bunch of youngsters in suits and expensive hair products, lifting water glasses to our lips like this wasn’t the nicest place we’d ever been. Like talking with Donald Trump wasn’t the coolest thing we’d ever done. Like spooning chocolate mousse as billowy as clouds […]
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The sun hopped and danced between oak leaves as my hand was steady on the wheel, a steel guitar strumming and an ache deep. I rounded the corner to an empty house, the lingering quiet stifling. I let out the dog, grabbed a glass of something cold, wondering what direction your blue eyes were […]
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My friend Missy sent me the online version of a chain letter today daring me to document my process of writing. I tried to hate her and crumple her threatening seven-year-old writer chain dare into a wad of trash but she’s so funny and awesome and we are all going country dancing in a few […]
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“There is only one Lawgiver and Judge, the one who is able to save and destroy. But you—who are you to judge your neighbor?” James 4:12 I read an article where a young girl in a very conservative college was chastised for wearing a low-cut shirt because she was allowing temptation in the minds of […]
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(1) Being the environmentally conscious city that it is, Austin has a city ordinance that you have to bring your own recycled bags to the grocery store or else you’re carrying frozen peas in your purse and balancing tri-tip steak between your armpits while hunting for your car keys. But today, I traveled outside the […]
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I’ve been busy. That’s what I tell myself when I want to write, poetic words about how Jesus rose or balancing a career or the absurdity of car names like Trail Blazer and Expedition but then a Yaris drives by with a missing window and no hubcaps and I’m like “sure those other dudes are […]
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I flew to a conference last weekend, from Texas to Ohio with a detour through Florida, because honestly that’s close. It’s pretty exciting being crammed into a plane with recycled air with a bunch of children sporting Mickey ears shrieking about Disney and beleaguered parents praying their sugar high will last until the rental car. […]
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In church this morning, our pastor spoke of the bio-dome experiment in the 1980’s where the aim was to create the perfect atmosphere for human and plant life. All was controlled, from the temperature to the water to the light to the air. And yet the funny thing was that trees just toppled over after […]
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Some nights I curl into a ball tight under mountains of down with the anxiety of good, because I’ve grown so familiar with the weary. Like an old peacoat I wore so many years that I reach for it’s tattered sleeves when they are long since gone. A prisoner who wishes he was back in […]
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Hello! My name is Amanda Hill and I'm a writer and lawyer in Austin, Texas. Take your time to look around, and welcome!
