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Mo Reynolds

Storyteller. Writer. Speaker

 
 

Not as the World Giveth. . .

Let’s begin with a story. Once upon a time there was a farmer and his son who worked very hard together to make something of their small...

The Truth, and Nothing But the Truth

*Names have been changed to protect the innocent So, once upon a time there was this girl, we'll just call her Megan. Megan was in high...

Communication is. . . . difficult.

I didn't date much in high school. I accepted my cluelessness about the opposite sex, but didn't realize its depth until I went to...

Accepting Contradictions

If I'm going to reach my 50 book goal this year, I'm going to have to give myself some grace and allow at least a few repeat...

To Whom It May Concern

February 2004 Raleigh NC Dear Mom, I've been on this earth now for a week and I have to say, I'm having a hard time. Something keeps...

Home is Where the Rocks Sing

I grew up on an old tobacco farm in North Carolina. We never grew a thing, but oh did I love that land. We had a zip line from one barn...

Stacks of Stories

No matter how thin the pancake, it always has two sides. Someone deep said that once. I'll add this next level deep thought: Humans are...

Unreliable Narrators

It seems a new trend these days for writers to craft their novels with several narrators taking turns. I like the trend and I especially...

Standing in Line For Each Other

I was on my way to work when my mom called and asked if I'd seen the news. I hadn't. Then I did. It was still a freak accident at that...

Embracing Peculiar

"I just want to be a 'normal' kid!" When my son said this to me, I wanted to answer with this: "Normal is a setting on a washing...

Me v. My Brain

If you haven't seen this Pixar short yet. . . I'll wait. It's worth it. I spent some time tonight thinking about how we use the word...

Tales of High Five Convert

I found this little critter in the woods on my walk, just hanging out, waiting for someone to come by that had left it behind, offering...

Making Space

Space. The Final Frontier. It's tough to make space as a mother. People seem to need me all the time. My children have immediate needs as...

And Miles to go Before We Sleep. . .

My little Emma was born 12 years ago today in her typical dramatic fashion. Two days later, Barack Obama was sworn in as president. We...

Moving Differently

I'm on a yoga journey, which is wonderful and peaceful and enlightening, and also very hard. I have this terrible nagging pain in my...

Colorblind isn't the goal

Before I went to graduate school I had the opportunity to teach African American literature at Pinecrest high school. The first thing I...

His Grace is Sufficient

For the past four years as a storyteller finding my way, I've kept my storytelling side and my own spiritual side separate, afraid of...

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