Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known. — Carl Sagan Ideas are everywhere. They find you when you’re on a walk, a drive or in the shower. I often get ideas when I’m rinsing twice. So I keep a pad and pen on the bathroom sink. Maybe one day someone will invent a waterproof pad… Continue reading
Cellphones were created to keep us connected 24/7. No room is off limits anymore, not even the bathroom.
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If you can’t fit between the lines, don’t try to squeeze into a compromising position.
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I used to wait until I had a headline before writing a blog post but realized a headline corrals your thoughts. Sometimes you need to let your thoughts run free. See where they lead you, not follow where your headline tells them to go. That’s when I have the most fun writing—when I let my… Continue reading
When you buy a piece of Internet real estate, you inherit all the quirks. After three weeks of the dashboard doldrums, I can finally write again without waiting five minutes to log in, and another 10 to access a draft. On the phone with GoDaddy support ten times or more (maybe a billion) over the… Continue reading
Where thoughts run free… I’m back at the keyboard trying to put together a sentence. Woo-hoo! Got one! Now, where do I go from here? Down the page, of course, keyboarding my way through a bramble of thoughts. Ouch! I wish they’d stop needling me. Yet, they continue pushing their prickly points. Bramble! Bramble! Bramble!… Continue reading
During the President’s first address to Congress, television viewers watched the relaunch of President Trump. A New Trump, who looked like the Old Trump but didn’t insult anybody. Before stepping behind the podium, Old Trump pressed an imaginary reset button he thought would erase all the bad things he said over the years. It was obvious… Continue reading
I tried writing a blog post today and ended up floating through social media sites, adhering to the parameters of my short attention span. On Twitter, I attempted to write 140 characters of prose for the 1st-line Wednesday hashtag game. Instead, I wrote 116 characters, which included the hashtag #1linewed, falling short of my 500-word goal. Writing is hard…. Continue reading
I had every intention of writing a blog post but that same old dread enveloped me like a noxious fog — President Trump. Eye twitches. I tried to calm myself by meditating: ohm, ohm… Oh, my God, President Trump. Throat constricts. I tried taking a walk to get inspired: Trees, birds… Trump. Brain freezes. I’ve got… Continue reading
I was revising a post about the pitfalls of perfectionism and realized I couldn’t stop revising it. I had fallen into the very pitfall I wrote about in the post that no one would read. What a conundrum and interesting predicament. Interesting, because this predicament of mine could serve as a learning experience for other perfectionists…. Continue reading