Say it Again
Sometimes I feel sad or desperate or afraid. When it happens, it’s familiar. I know I have felt sad before. And I know I don’t feel sad always, yet I imagine feeling it forever. Apparently, I live here now. That’s what I think.
From what I understand, our natural brain connections are the worst.
What Comes Next
One Saturday early in these weird 2020 times, a hundred hopes and dreams laid out before me, including the novel I'm working on and the novel I'm trying to move to the next step after that, I suddenly needed to finish something. The unfinished reading I could knock out the easiest happened to be A Night to Remember, the true story of the sinking of the Titanic…
The Other Side of Disappointment
Eight years ago, I wrote on this blog, "I have a little idea for a novel budding in my head," and that novel is still in manuscript-form on this very computer, resting, rarely opened lately, and otherwise simmering away so that when I face it again I can put it into shape with fresh eyes. I write things wrong before I get them right, apparently it's just a thing I do.
Fierce, fierce love and hope that just won't already
Look at me, dipping my toes into the discussion that is America these days. The internet is all, "Come on in, the water's fine!" And I'm like, It is so not fine, nobody wins ever, there is nothing right to say, and by the way you're on fire.
The Totally Free Gift to Give
Being human is a ridiculous adventure.I recently finished reading The Motivation Manifesto by Brendon Burchard, which emphatically states the driving force within all of us is freedom. We want to be the boss of all the things - our work, our play, our money, our social calendar. Being free is the ultimate internal goal.