Lucia Blackwell
luciablackwell.bsky.social
Lucia Blackwell
@luciablackwell.bsky.social
Pacific Northwest landscapes & the essays they inspire. Minnesota-raised adopted person writing my way toward home.
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Nine years later, I’d take a carving knife to that big candle, trying to align the visible with an internal uncomformity. 🥚
Birthday Solitaire
A pink birthday candle, a carving knife, and two kinds of waiting — one at 10 years old, one decades later.
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February 15, 2026 at 5:17 PM
I’m a proud former Minnesotan. In awe of but not surprised by the way people there are standing up for each other. Heartbroken that it’s so necessary and awful. This essay captures the complexity.
January 25, 2026 at 2:11 PM
As a former Minnesotan, I find myself in the uncomfortable position of rooting for the Bears tonight. Prefer them to Rams for the Seahawks. (Go Hawks! 💚💙) Also, this weekend of football has been an escapist respite from … other things. Which is a privilege I don’t take for granted.
January 19, 2026 at 1:37 AM
I grew up in Minnesota. In January, water balloons are … chilly. 🥶🧊
Conservative Influencer Chased From Minneapolis Streets by Counterprotesters
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January 18, 2026 at 2:14 AM
There is a lot of 💙💚 Happy Dancing going on in this city tonight! #Seahawks #Seattle
January 18, 2026 at 2:04 AM
Writing can be solitary work. This summer, I joined the @CommunityofWriters in Olympic Valley—sharing mornings of workshop, afternoons of learning and evenings of food, fun and mountain views. Exhilarating, exhausting, unforgettable. ⛰️🌲✍️ luciablackwell.com/2025/09/14/w...
September 16, 2025 at 3:44 AM
Always proud to work at @seattletimes.com ❤️🧡💛💚💙
September 3, 2025 at 4:21 PM
Oh what a perfect Friday afternoon to edge from May into June. Still some planting to do but my reading spot is shaping up nicely. Where are you reading this weekend? #urbangarden #readingspot
May 31, 2025 at 12:01 AM
Mother’s Day can be complicated for adopted people. We all do the best we can. #adoptee #mothersday #loveandloss luciablackwell.com/2025/05/11/a...
May 11, 2025 at 2:37 PM
This is what being adopted feels like to me. A fault line. I live in the fault. In fault.
One life I live.
One life I imagine.
Both pulling at the same center.
#memoir #adoption #adoptee #lifequake

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The name game
Words cast their powerful spell on me when I was a month old. They changed me from one person into another. One moment I bore the last name of the man who fathered me, and though I had no first nam…
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May 3, 2025 at 11:32 PM
Digging into tonight’s emotional support key lime pie. Saving the bag of chocolate for later. (Likely sooner than later, tbh)
March 5, 2025 at 2:59 AM
Sharing a #caturday pic of my daughter’s Jake, as a virtual sage smudge for the past week. Or month.
February 23, 2025 at 3:01 AM
When life slows to a crawl - literally - the swirl of connections around us comes into focus. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m happy about my broken fibula but I’m doing my best to accept the lessons it offers. Curious about what you see when you slow down!
Broken with a chance of healing
A bone snapped. I slowed down. The world kept on spinning.
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November 23, 2024 at 6:02 PM