Skip to content

Building a life where more of you has room to exist.

Grown woman. Technicolor life.
No beige surrender.

Essays and field notes about midlife, identity, desire, relationships, beauty, ambition, and what happens when you stop assuming the life you already built is the only version you’re allowed to want.

A sunlit greenhouse studio above the sea: dahlia flowers, plain cloth-covered books, and a blank open notebook with a pencil

Try the handle.

Currently thinking about

The ItchFree essay

I Have No Interest in Becoming My Best Self

For anyone who has accidentally turned her entire existence into an improvement project.

Read the essay →

A polaroid of the sea, a handwritten note and a fountain pen on cream paper

Five places we tend to wander

Explore the pillars →

“I’m grateful” and “I want more” turn out not to be opposites.

New here?

New here? Start with the good stuff.

More, Actually is for the moment when “I’m grateful” and “I want more” turn out not to be opposites. These pieces are a good place to meet the voice, the questions, and the particular collection of open tabs we’re working with around here.

Start Here →
  1. 01
  2. 02
  3. 03
  4. 04

A.

The writer

Hi, I’m Abbey.

I’m a forty-something woman who did a lot of the things she was supposed to do and eventually became curious about who wrote the list. More, Actually is where I follow that question into midlife, beauty, desire, work, relationships, identity, and whatever else turns up once you start checking whether the doors are actually locked.

More about me →

Join More, Actually

Want More, Actually?

New essays, field notes, recommendations and the occasional thought that got entirely too large for a group text, delivered to your inbox.

Free to join. Stay because you want to.

Signup box being difficult? Join on Substack instead.

Free to join. Stay because you want to.