PJ Heck
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Build the kitchen that works.
It’s August 2024, over 100° F outside, and I’m stuck in bed with a fever when my husband turns and asks, “what are your must haves for a house?” We’d been discussing home buying for months at that point, and… Continue reading
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May 2026
I know, I know. It’s June 21st. I never claimed to be a good at this. May went by in a blur. June is, blessedly, going slower. If you read my last post (Writing THE EVERWINTER KING.) you’ll know I started… Continue reading
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Writing THE EVERWINTER KING.
It’s raining. My shoes can’t find traction in the wet earth. They’re dress shoes, you see, the fancy kinds with zero tread because they’re only mean to be worn on perfectly manicured floors. Wedding shoes. I’d gotten married to my… Continue reading
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April 2026
Surprising no one, I’m not great at sticking to weekly blog posts. I can’t even remember to do the post-month wrap-up. I’ll get there. I’m working on it. I have a calendar reminder now. This post will mostly be images… Continue reading
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Enter the contest. Take the month off.
I set ambitious writing-related goals for April, and I’ve already failed one. Any guesses which? Trick question. I failed two. If you look at the date of this post, and then check my last post, you’ll see I missed a… Continue reading
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March 2026
Despite the weather’s attempt to kill me, March was a great month. I’m not often bothered by SAD (seasonal affective disorder) but it is nice to see everything come back to life at the end of March. The extra sun… Continue reading
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Diet Coke and a bite of brie.
Mom was a “diet coke mom” growing up. We didn’t really keep soda in the house, save for diet coke. And sometimes Fresca. To this day diet coke is the only soda I’ll drink—except, if you put a splash of… Continue reading
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A smidge is enough.
Picture this: it’s January, the sun set at 2pm, and everything but the hollies in your yard is dead. Your brother, a farmer and landscaper, comes over for dinner. Somewhere in your conversation he mentions tulips. Next thing you know,… Continue reading
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When you learn something new and you go a little mad.
Not long ago I watched a vlog in which someone described their journey to being fluent in Japanese as “going mad.” After living in Japan for a year, they rapidly lost their senses and entered a period of total confusion.… Continue reading
