When I was growing up, my mother worked, and in the evenings, the whole family would sit around the dinner table and recount the day. Isabel Gillies daydinnerevening Change image and share on social
No one is all good or all bad, and there's many different ways to go about your life. Isabel Gillies badgoodlife Change image and share on social
I didn't think anything I wrote was going to get published. I'm a dyslexic kid who had tutors through college. But I had a very strong impulse to write. Isabel Gillies collegedyslexicimpulse Change image and share on social
Accounts of eating Christmas sweet potatoes baked in ashes and jackrabbit stewed with white flour dumplings are testaments to pioneer resilience and pleasure - and they help inspire my own best scratch cooking. Isabel Gillies accountashebake share on social
When your heart is broken, you feel like no freaking book in the world could help you because a book is not the person who you love, who doesn't love you. However, books help, if only because they serve as something you can hold in your hand and throw across the room in agony. Isabel Gillies agonybookbreak share on social
I think even if you haven't been divorced, you can hopefully relate to having to navigate through a really difficult time and see how you can get through to the other side and how you can stay positive, even if there's some really bad stuff happening. Isabel Gillies baddifficultdivorce share on social
If you are heartbroken and can't face the world, you need something with a fantastic plot. You won't be able to read anything boring because your attention span when you are heartbroken decreases by three-quarters. Isabel Gillies attentionboredecrease share on social
When you work alone at home, time can become shapeless. There are no eleven o'clock meetings or afternoon coffee breaks. The light outside may clue me in to what part of the day it is, but if all is going well, the hours bleed together. Isabel Gillies afternoonbleedbreak share on social
Skeptical of strangers, lobstermen are keepers of secrets, working in the howling wind and hot sun, the icy snows, and bewildering fog. When I was growing up, the lore was that they had the right to shoot anyone who messed with their traps. Isabel Gillies bewilderfoggrow share on social
Sometimes it makes me sad that I didn't get to have one family for my entire life. Isabel Gillies entirefamilylife Change image and share on social
