Writing

I have been published in Writer’s Digest, Traverse Magazine, Grand Traverse Woman, Traverse City Business News, The Ticker, Mountain Life, Families First, The Traverse City Record-Eagle and more. I write about motherhood, the outdoors and biking. I’m also working on a memoir about my mother (excerpts below) and a second book.

Writer’s Digest 

  • The Last Page: My 5-Minute Memoir. This ran in the March/April 2014 issue of Writer’s Digest. I wrote an entire book, only to throw it away when I lost my mother. Here, what a new beginning looks like.
  • Alone: My 5-Minute Memoir. This ran in the March/April 2015 issue of Writer’s Digest. Have you ever been alone, alone? Without my mother, on my bike, in the woods, I was for the first time in my life.


Grand Traverse Woman

Traverse Magazine 

  • The Forest Floor – The trees were gray pencils stuck in white paper. I entered the unbroken snow and found I could stay on top. The sun was so pure and bright that the snow was blinding. But I didn’t care. It was February; the sun’s return welcomed, worshipped. I could go anywhere. I didn’t have to scramble across deadfalls or trip over roots. I was freed of all the disorder of a forest floor. What a joy! I took off, wound through the trees and idled where views went forever. I looked for things I couldn’t see in the summer. For a forest in hibernation, there was plenty. February 2018
  • Coyote Run – I hated running. I would welcome it now though, as a pleasing punishment on my body. I wanted to hurt physically, my lungs shrieking, my legs cramping, to dull the hollow thud deep inside my chest. My body felt and held what I was still trying to deny: The family that I knew was gone now. We were starting over… November 2016

  • The Fleece Blanket – I made Tim carry the big plastic block through the market. I enjoyed the bag maybe more than the blanket at that point. It was a riot, an obvious sign to all—yes, we had bought one of those blankets. But I couldn’t carry it. The blanket, brand new, hadn’t felt like I thought it would. There was no satisfaction in the purchase. It wasn’t enough, it wouldn’t be, without my mother. May 2016
  • Gliding Toward The Sun – This was one of the best days of my life. The sun, the frozen lake, silence. I chased a pair of bald eagles across the lake on skis. February 2014
  • AuSable Marathon – HUP all night – You will have to read this to believe that I run around with a bunch of crazy women in the dark, in the river, at night with plastic bags and tubes. Feeding a canoe marathon that starts at 9 p.m. and goes all night.

2 Comment

  1. Cindy says:

    I’m happy to have just discovered your work, Kandace 🙂 You have that remarkable talent of nailing the nitty gritty details of life, in a way that makes them charming and hilarious!

    1. Thank you for the nice words Cindy! If we don’t laugh, we will cry LOL!!!