
Shannan Martin
Writer at The Soup
Author of Start with Hello & The Ministry of Ordinary Places. Find me on Threads!
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1 week ago |
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2 weeks ago |
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I’m writing this from my back patio as golden hour approaches. Birds chirp. Tires drone across Main Street. One block away, a dog barks. The clanging wind chimes lend a vague serenity. Life is tasty. Life is tragic. It’s June, and the mitochondria in every cell of our collective beings scream in unison - TAKE A BREAK! But we can’t. Not really. We’re not kids anymore. Life does not slow to a sticky stall just because the calendar says it’s June. But lean in - I have a secret… ((we are still allowed to play.
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3 weeks ago |
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Eons ago, the year after we moved into this house, I hosted a blog meet-up/sleepover on a whim, inviting the first 30 people who signed up to visit my home, where my friend Jolene hosted a Noonday party. (Remember those?) We spent that night hanging out in the lobby of the local Holiday Inn Express (if memory serves me, I shared a hotel room in my own town with three other women I’d never mettttttt!) The next day, we tooled around Goshen together, thrifting and eating.
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4 weeks ago |
shannanmartin.substack.com | Shannan Martin
Earlier this spring, while the Indiana soil flexed its muscles and Midwesterners (humans?) everywhere inhaled a collective gasp of relief amid the existential dread, The Soup turned 5 years old. Guys, she’s out of pre-school! She’s a big kid!I remember sitting in my home office at the height of COVID and setting this up. IT IS STILL STUNNING TO ME THAT THIS HAPPENED. I have been an early adapter of *anything* exactly one time in my life - that time.
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1 month ago |
shannanmartin.substack.com | Shannan Martin
I just returned from 3 glorious days with my uber-adored Emily P. Freeman, hunkered down in the feral winds of Northern Michigan, where May still feels wintry, but we didn’t mind. We call this annual meet-up Shamily, because we are two writers who have spent decades honing our craft. Our combined potential is limitless. For 72 hours, we shared all the stories we’d been saving for the occasion. We brainstormed about work and dreamed about life. We watched the sun set over the lake - twice.
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