“Letters from Home” is the personal blog of writer Elizabeth Howard.
I write essays and poetry on culture, angst and love. My subjects are regular people, places and the things we interact with everyday.
Sometimes I rant. Sometimes I’m funny. Not much of what I write will fall in into a “Five Ways to Solve Your Problems Today” format.
What I write here is my voice… unless I’ve invited a friend to write a guest post.
If I have a philosophy, it’s that I wish more people would read more beautiful writing.
Who else writes here?
Most posts are written by me. Others come from guest contributors. Some posts are about other writers, with links to their work.
What is a “Big Question“?
“Big Question” is a series that poses One Big Question, over the course of a month, to multiple contributors and asks them (and you!) to look for as many different ways to answer it.
Where are the cool photos from?
The posts include both my original photography, which I often take on my phone. Images that are not mine I grab and alter from Pixabay.
I offer my ‘Please Use’ Policy: All of my photos are “please use.” Feel free to use them in your personal or commercial endeavors (as long as you’re not selling them specifically). Just credit “Elizabeth Howard at Letters from a Small State” and link back to my site.
Can I submit my work?
Submissions are accepted. Please see the Contact and Submission page to submit or ask me anything.
Who is Elizabeth Howard
I am poet, writer and a mom.
I have been thinking and writing about American identity since 2004 when I moved to London. Probably before that.
I started this blog as “Letters from London, and Elsewhere.” Previously, this blog was called “Letters from a Small State” — a nod to my 11 years living in Connecticut. I have returned “home” to the Kansas City area.
I am the creator of Demand Poetry.
I explored the idea of home through poetry and photography for the Stratford Patch; and I wrote for the international writing community, Writing our Way Home, and was published in its anthology.
I am: writer, broken guitar string, Emmylou consumer, displaced Iowan, lost Londoner, Disney Ducktorate holder, Facebook insulter.
I like: Sound of Music singalong, Oscar theme parties, straight-hair wigs, direct statements, Amsterdam licorice, finding your Muppet, spoon and fork.
I steal: style, never substance; slices, never pie.
I never: stay put, let go, stop loving.
I have: vivid dreams, reluctant minivan, Jessie dog, Canadian counterpart, 4 decades. Plus.
I dream: Dominican moonrise, pink Vespas, white goats nibbling green cheese hillsides, toolbelt afternoons.
I hate: Red-ink reinforcers, whispers behind hands, too much frosting–not enough cake.
Would that I were: Eddie Izzard.