Misha Crews

Love stories about old houses and family secrets.

a flower marker on an open book

I have always loved the following quote: “Loafing needs no explanation and is its own excuse.” – Christopher Morley Of course, I love this quote because I am a loafer, soul and body (especially body). Most writers, if we’re being honest, are loafers at the core. Loafers, daydreamers, explorers in imagination if not in terrestrial …

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When I was younger, I worked in D.C. and lived in Arlington, Virginia. Every day, I would take the subway into the city, do my work, go to class at night, and take the subway home again. While I was on the train, I would read. For the most part, the work was good (I …

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white house beside body of water

It’s December 1st! This means that the holiday season is officially in full swing, bringing pretty lights, gingerbread lattes, the wonderous faces of children as they peek through store windows… and stress. Oh my gosh, so much stress! Is it my imagination, or is the calendar suddenly full, while my bank account is suddenly empty? …

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