savagemama: True stories, told well
24 Feb
One evening last week I packed a bag with snacks and a beer and headed out into the night. I brushed what felt like 18 inches of snow off my car and slipped inside, headed downtown to the Big Sky Documentary Film Festival.
I arrived to find a packed lobby, everyone buzzing around talking about the film they’d just seen or the one they were about to see. When the doors to the theatre opened I walked the worn aisle of the Wilma Theatre, found a seat close to the front and got comfortable.
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I am a freelance writer living at the base of the Mission Mountains in Arlee, Montana with my husband and two daughters. I write about them, growing up Southern, occasionally posing in my underwear and my love of the IRS form 1040, among other things. I write mostly nonfiction including essays and a weekly column for 



