Photo by rawpixel.com on Unsplash Being lost is a state of mind. Losing yourself in your work, your relationship, your passionate undertaking can be a joyous, map-free plummet into joy. There is also the alternative of losing yourself in your work, your relationship, your passionate whatever where you plummet into formless, timeless vague. You are lost,… Continue reading Not All Who Are Lost…Wander
Photo by Emma Simpson on Unsplash I’m convalescing. Doesn’t that sound serious? It does to me. I hear convalescing and I think ominous, terrible, portentous, but all it really means is I’m recovering from the stunningly awful cough/cold thing that has had me hacking, head aching, miserable for the past few weeks. Early on, the doctor did… Continue reading If I Pull a Muscle Coughing, Does It Count as Exercise?
Photo by The Roaming Platypus on Unsplash I don’t do negative book reviews — until I posted one yesterday. The negative review was not for the content. The core ideas, principles, and recommendations are solid. Unfortunately, that brilliance is buried under mounds of words, so many meaningless, energy-sucking words. I don’t post negative reviews because I don’t force… Continue reading A “You Can Do Better” Book Review
Photo by Helena Lopes on Unsplash In the center of 2017, I joined a band of writers. Some of us were published or about to be published while others scribbled in the dark, in a closet, far from anyone’s prying eyes. We were a group of strangers who somehow threw ourselves into a lively, terrifically entertaining… Continue reading How a Writing Group Advances Your Game
Photo by Froken Fokus on pexels.com We are awash in numbers. Metrics are supposed to make it possible to communicate more clearly with one another, to make a subjective experience into an objective reality that can be compared, contrasted, assessed. Much of the time metrics work. Scales and measures are essential to assessing distance, temperature,… Continue reading My 10 May Be Your 4
Ben White on Unsplash He thought my story was funny. It was? I mean, I hoped that a reader might see it that way, but I didn’t expect it. So, when he told me he thought I wrote a humorous piece, I gave him a full-on grin — I’ve been glowing ever since. He’s created a monster. I love… Continue reading Make Me Laugh and I’m Putty in Your Hands
Niklas Hamann on unsplash Working on my novel this morning, I was merrily plugging along with the scene in the kitchen. Revelation was nigh. The protagonist was about to make her excuses and leave the party when the sharp-eyed blonde who didn’t even merit a name entered the room. With a few deft questions, the sharp-eyed… Continue reading Never Saw Her Coming, But Now That She’s Here, She Might As Well Stay