What’s in the Book Bin?

Several people have asked for a list of the books in my easybakeheart roadtrip book bin, so here it is! I chose tales of compassion for self or others, of imagination, and of knowing/finding one’s own self. (*indicates a book purchased on the road)

Title Author Illustrator
Across the Alley* Michelson, Richard Lewis, E.B.
After the Fall Santat, Dan
Baabwaa & Wooliam Elliot, David Sweet, Melissa
Bats at the Library Lies, Brian
Billy’s Booger Joyce, William
Book of Mistakes, The Luyken, Corinna
Crysanthemum* Henkes, Kevin
Dog Loves Books Yates, Louise
Feeling.* Johnson, Dylan
Freedom Summer Wiles, Deborah Lagarrigue, Jerome
Giggle, Giggle, Quack* Cronin, Doreen Lewin, Betsy
Giraffes Can’t Dance Andreae, Giles Parker-Rees, Guy
Golden Rule, The Cooper, Ilene Swiatkowska, Gabi
Gossie Dunrea, Olivia
Happy Birthday, Madame Chapeau Beaty, Andrea Roberts, Dan
Heart and Soul: The Story of America and African Americans* Nelson, Kadir
Henry’s Freedom Box: A True Story from the Underground Railroad Levine, Ellen Nelson, Kadir
I Like Myself!* Beaumont, Karen Catrow, David
I Will Never Get a Star on Mrs. Benson’s Blackboard* Mann, Jennifer K.
If You Plant a Seed* Nelson, Kadir
In My Heart: A Book of Feelings Witek, Jo Roussey, Christine
Let the Children March Clark-Robinson, Monica Morrison, Frank
Little Blue Truck Leads the Way Schertle, Alice McElmurry, Jill
Miss Rumphius Cooney, Barbara
Not a Box* Portis, Antoinette
Quiet Place, The Stewart, Sarah Small, David
Rabbit’s Wedding, The Williams, Garth
Rainbow Fish, The Pfister, Marcus
Rufus Goes to Sea* Griswell, Kim T. Gorbachev, Valeri
Ruth and the Green Book Ramsey, Calvin Alexander (with Gwen Strauss) Cooper, Floyd
Story Book Knight, The Docherty, Hellen and Docherty, Thomas
Story of Ferdinand, The Leaf, Munro Lawson, Robert
The Thing Lou Couldn’t Do Spires, Ashley
These Hands* Mason, Margaret H. Cooper, Floyd
This is the Rope: A Story from the Great Migration Woodson, Jacqueline Ransome, James
What Do You Do With An Idea?* Yamada, Kobi Besom, Mae
Whistle for Willie Keats, Ezra Jack

Want to know what other books are in my collection? My full Storylady Library is available on LibraryCat!

Of Workshops and Redeyes


Working dinner with collaborator-in-chief Emily Hill!

14 – 15 JULY

Workshop days with Emily at the Living Arts Collective (hello, sprung dance floor 😍). We followed up our rehearsal on the 14th with a viewing of the Dana Ruttenberg Dance Group at the American Dance Festival. So playful! So clever!


Writing, writing, writing

17 – 19 JULY

Denver! The darling Julie Morris flew out with me to visit Kathryn Oliver and Brian Cox.

  • Denver Botanic Gardens (gorgeous outdoor Chihuly).
  • Rooftop dinner with new friends (bat sightings!).
  • Vintage and local shops on Broadway (I’m looking at you, Hope Tank, Decade and Sewn…).
  • SOLD OUT SYLVAN ESSO CONCERT AT REDROCKSThe most perfect of nights up in the Rockies. SE was super, super dreamy.
  • I walked into Talulah Jones and immediately felt at home (hello, children’s section!).  If I can’t be buried at Red Rocks, pretty please put me in a potted plant outside this most charming store.
  • Denver Art Museum – I highly recommend the Jeffrey Gibson exhibit running through August 12.
  • Acorn. Beautiful sunset and excellent food before Julie and I hitched the redeye home. Verdicts: Acorn Monkfish – yes, please and thank you. Redeye: never, never, never again.


I forced myself to stay awake after the redeye (did I mention never again?) and was deeply rewarded by lunch with Akiva Fox and Annie Zipper, followed by You Are Here: Light, Color, and Sound Experiences at the NC Museum of Art. Now closed, this series of exquisite installations was home to very long lines (27 minutes for a 45 second viewing of Yayoi Kusama’s Light of Life – totally worth it, by the way) and visual and auditory stunners. Especially powerful for me were Do I Look Like a Lady? (Mickalene Thomas’ exploration of black female entertainers and their influence on black female identity),  Intersections (challenging religious and gender barriers by Anila Quayyum Agha), Photo-kinetic Grid (a glorious questioning of fences by Soo Sunny Park), and Forty Part Motet (sonic experience by Janet Cardiff of a 40 part choir made possible by 40 separate speakers – one set of listeners held each other and wept).

21 – 22 JULY

Workshops with Emily Hill, joined on 22 July by Danielle Chelles, Jessica Flemming, and Rachel Klem! Rachel helped us shape some of the group pieces and Danielle and Jessica will come play with us for the workshop presentation on the 27th. I am incredibly grateful to these women who are flinging themselves so wholeheartedly into my weird little world.

23 – 24 JULY

Short working lunch with Emily and then back to Fayetteville to see family and play with my 7-yr-old niece.

I came back on the 24th for acupuncture and dinner/big conversation about hospitality with local badass Shea Broussard. Healing followed by healing, my dears. Truth.


EDWARD HUNT AND JEFF STORER! When I started compiling my list of folks to talk to about art and hospitality, these two were at the top. I was giddy to get to spend some time with them as they start on their new adventure helping other artists to realize their goals. Our conversation definitely helped me as I think about accessible and affordable rehearsal and performance spaces, the formation of a board, “casting” the various roles of theatre personnel, and about the circles of people I want to gather ’round for the ongoing life of whatever this project of mine eventually becomes.  Thank you, Ed and Jeff, for being so open, transparent, and funny, and for letting me christen your office with bagels! ❤️

Babysitting for a 3 month old should not be as easy as it was for the little darling I kept yesterday afternoon. So good to get my hands on Olivia Griego’s baby and to play princess with and read to her eldest. Swoon! (Oh, and she’s not so bad, herself…)


Ahmagerd, y’all. Today? Tamara Kissane.

Tomorrow? Workshop performance presentation of There’s An Easybake Oven Where My Heart Should Be (Draft 1). I am not at all trepidatious…

XOXO from NC

04 – 07 JULY

Charlotte, NC with my college roommate and her family!  I got some real sleep and introduced a wee one to some books and watched her she started to really walk. Did you know that Mister Rogers Neighborhood is available on PBS Kids? This episode about the death of a goldfish led to a scene about sadness I’m working on for the easybakeheart project.  ❤


Goodyear Arts is an incredible multi-artist space that is a dream of both I want to go to there AND if you build it they will come (and I want to build that) proportions. I caught up with Matt Cosper and Kadey Ballard of XOXO to talk a bit about process and training before observing a generative workshop (Matt, Kadey, Jon Prichard and Will Rudolph). It was deeply good and normalizing to be among folks who approach collaborative art-making in a similar way.  If you are even remotely Charlotte-adjacent, go check out a workshop performance of the deeply cool All Our Little Innocence (the children’s crusade) on August 25 at Goodyear Arts. You can find more information on their website or by liking them on Facebook or following their Instagram.  (Can you tell I like them a lot?)

While you’re at Goodyear Arts for the workshop performance, please check out Holly Keogh’s First Day. She’s a massive oil on panel and quite possibly the spirit guide for the easybakeheart project. I’m in love with her and with Holly’s body of work.

09 – 12 JULY

Fayetteville, NC with Naaman and our family: lots of reading time with my newly 7-year-old niece and starting book 2 of our co-authored series. (For interested parties, book 2 is about a monkey and a butterfly who run a race; both characters have small parts in book 1).  I’m still drooling over the scrumptious meal we siblings ate at Chef & the Farmer.

Durham, NC: Last night, Naaman and I bid adieu to the marvelous Nancy Hanks (moving to WI today), and then ate dinner and talked children’s books with Lauren Rachel Greenspan and Will Flowers.


I’m now bunked down in Elisabeth Lewis Corley and Joseph Megel’s amazing house in Pittsboro, NC. My companion for the day is Touchstone, a charming cat who, in Elisabeth’s words, “has her yes and no about people.” I believe Touchstone is currently  leaning towards “meh.”

I submitted a site-specific theatre festival proposal this morning (non-easybake) and have been working on some materials in advance of a working dinner tonight for easybakeheart. Emily Hill and I begin generative workshops in earnest tomorrow afternoon! Barring major hurdles, we’ll have something to show in a workshop performance here in Durham, NC on July 27.

Today’s inspiration: We are Built to be Kind

Please approach the blue mat and throw a tantrum


Stephanie Judkins gave me a tour of the Heifer Learning Center at Heifer Ranch. The Ranch is an incredible place and the people there are doing some seriously compassionate education. Of course, I couldn’t leave the Ranch without purchasing a kid’s book about farm animals…We retired to Stephanie’s tiny house and I read to goats, chickens, guinea hens, and her delightful three-legged dog, Chaplin Sue. I remain smitten with Plushenko, pictured below with Giggle Giggle Quack, by Doreen Cronin.

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Pyramid Art, Books & Custom Framing (glorious source of my new favorite book – If You Plant a Seed, by Kadir Nelson), Mosaic Templars Cultural Center (excellent), and the Hillary Rodham Clinton Children’s Library & Learning Center (books! bees! free breakfast and lunch for kids!) before I drove out to Jackson, MS.


Shannon and Joe Frost took me to the Mississippi Civil Rights Museum. The MCRM offers a good example of spacial hospitality (that soft place to land). Each section is a semi-circle fanning out from an open central area with comfortable seats and soft, slowly changing lighting emanating from a swooping ceiling sculpture. Gospel music plays, allowing for an emotional reset for the museum-goer before launching back into the exhibits.


Joe Frost graciously gathered 6 of his alumni and an incoming Freshman: Connor Bingham, Ginny Holladay Jessee, James Kenyon, Laina Faul, Lauren Tobin, Lydia Lippincott, and Nina Frost. They were So Game and threw themselves immediately into play. We tackled experiencing primary emotions while exploring an array of toys, books, and paper.

I had them do the adult step of the Who/What/Where Adult v. Child Self-Care exercise, then asked them to turn their paper over and draw how the opposite of all that goodness made them feel. One of the participants later said that the air was sucked out of the room.


One by one, I took their drawings and asked them to approach a blue gym mat and throw a tantrum. They were beautiful in their similarities and differences. Some were long, loud, and took up lots of space. Others were quiet, contained, and utterly terrifying. I asked for a tantrum coach and they guided me through a workplace scenario so I could have a constructive, adult tantrum with a piece of construction paper (which, btw, led directly to a scene I wrote this morning…).

I read In My Heart: a book of feelings, by Jo Witek, aloud and they played while experiencing the emotions associated with the words. We rolled primary and secondary emotion dice and played in the resulting combined emotional states, then wrote four-line scenes corresponding to the combo-states we felt most at home in. 


All of the above was really fruitful, and my favorite part came when we took out pictures of our tiny selves and adopted those poses to find a) how we felt then and b) how we might wish to feel now as adults.  That’s me in a 20-month-old version of a herkie. My words: open, curious, seen. After a pose was demonstrated and described, the rest of us matched it before moving to the next person. The best roadtrip phrase so far came from this activity: “airport pooping.” Genius. Thank you, Ginny!

By the end, everyone laid on their bellies or sat cross-legged and decorated a large cardboard box. It was marvelous.


Much needed downtime with the Frost Family.


Birmingham, Alabama
I am still processing the 16th Street Baptist Church and Kelly Ingram Park. The Park is home to the Freedom Walk, a series of sculptures depicting police dogs, water cannons, and children imprisoned for marching for civil rights in 1963. After viewing the church and walking the park, I sat down to try to read selected children’s books aloud and started weeping after reading the first sentence of Let the Children March (Monica Clark-Robinson, Frank Morrison illus.). I chose, instead, to self-sooth by reading the books to myself: The Golden Rule (Ilene Cooper, Gabi Swiatkowska illus.), If You Plant a Seed (Kadir Nelson), and The Rabbits’ Wedding (Garth Williams – the book was banned in Alabama in 1959 for “integrationist propaganda”). 

Cleveland, TN
Stacey Isom Campbell! Also, I bought a 1978 Easy-Bake Oven in working order 🙂


Writing and resting and real tacos and lemon pie and parallel play with Stacey. A good day.

Tomorrow – on to Charlotte, NC

One workshop down

It’s 100º here in Little Rock. Canadian summers have softened me and I have wilted often the past few days here in the South. I have to say though, as much as my hair looks like a freshly humidity-laundered poodle, I have missed walking through this soup.


I rolled into Memphis and had a lovely chat about hospitality with my host, Kaelin. The phrase “a soft place to land” has been echoing in several chambers recently and it reflects the kind of space I want to create for other artists.

I settled in for my fourth Our Own Voice Theatre Troupe (OOVTT) production. I was extremely lucky to find them in 2002 when I was casting about for a master’s thesis topic and have been grateful ever since for their generosity and ethic. Their latest outing, Neuro Plastic City, explores how we make connections and see patterns (as well as how we might seek to break them). Good, good stuff, and I borrowed a pen at intermission to write down more ideas for our workshop the next day.

24 JUNE **WORKSHOP with OOVTT — 3:30PM-6:00PM**

My first easybake workshop was made possible by the most gracious eleven individuals: Alanna Stewart, Alexander Parker, Ann Sieber, Bill Baker, Ian Lemmonds, Jonathan McCarver, Katherine Dohan, Khyber Daniel, Kiña del Mar, Linley Schmidt, and Sarah Rushakoff.  I pulled out all of my over-sized legos, playdough, molding foam balls, hand-me-down Brobee, and so many crayons/markers/colored pencils and construction paper. A sampling of our activities:

Self-Care Hot Potato


We passed foam dice with dry erase panels on them around a circle while I hummed inane children’s songs. When the music stopped, the holder of a die wrote down a word or phrase describing a self-care activity they employ. We repeated this until we had filled two six-sided dice with drumming, music, hydrate, yoga, snack, precision jumping, pray/meditate, disentangle, exercise, aimless driving with my sweetie, sleep, and writing. We then tossed the dice around and the holder mimed what they saw on a panel for the group. Then the person who had written that word/phrase told us about how that activity makes them feel.  (We also incorporated the dice into Self-care Simon Says later in the workshop.)

Adult Meets Child Self-Care

  1. On a sheet of white paper, we mapped:
    a. WHO – a list of people I feel safe with, I can call for help or companionship, I trust with my care, who know my history/circumstances
    b. WHERE – places which make me feel secure and safe
    c. WHAT – activities that make me feel in control, centered, alive and/or happy
  2. We stepped away from the table, stretched, did a wash-off-the-day ritual, and then made some silly faces to shake off our adults.
  3. We sat at the table in a child-like posture and answered the same prompts on colored construction paper, this time thinking as our kid-selves.
  4. We examined the two sheets of paper for similarities and asked how it might feel if we incorporated something from the child paper into our adult lives tomorrow (after a debrief with one of the participants, I’ll now also ask what it might be like to use one of our adult self-care prompts as self-compassion when thinking about our younger selves).

Going for a Walk

We walked randomly around the room and I would stop a participant and give them one of Kali Quinn’s values rephrased as a self-care action to model for the rest of the group to do: tell someone they are beautiful, greet a stranger, review your relationship with technology, move through life as a clown, etc.

Holding Space in Practice

I ditched the final activity I had planned for us (group-decorating a large cardboard box) in favor of continued conversation while we drew and sculpted various things. We spent our last 40 minutes together talking about the other ways in which we practice self-care, reasons why we don’tthe importance of valuing artists and their contributions (Frederick, by Leo Lionni), the necessity of community (talking to our ancestors, and how our increased access to sugar is a good metaphor for our increased isolation), the significance of modeling self-care, and how the reverse of self-care is tearing ourselves down or letting others do that for us.

We closed our time together in an uncomfortably tight circle just feeling each other breathe. I am so thankful for the willingness of OOVTT to be guinea pigs in this grand experiment of mine!

*** If any of my OOVTT folks are reading this: HYDRATE! ***


The National Civil Rights Museum took every minute of the three hours I’d allotted myself and I feel I still need to go back. It’s an amazing facility and I deeply recommend the experience. I drove to Little Rock (a little zigzag between Memphis and Jackson) to meet up with friends I’d not seen in 15 years, Monica and Greg Robinson and Stephanie Judkins to attend a benefit for Lucie’s Place. It was wonderful to hear Greg sing after all of these years and to hear their kiddos also tearing up the stage.


Central High School Visitor’s Center and the Clinton Presidential Library and Museum. Tonight I’ll go see Monica in Menopause the Musical. When it’s 100º, everything feels like a hot flash, so in addition to my anticipation of seeing my friend onstage, it seems appropriate.

Tomorrow I may very well read to goats!