Disembodied
It’s incredible how disconnected I feel from my writer-self when I don’t have a desk. In our great move and downsize (out of both choice, and necessity), I lost my […]
It’s incredible how disconnected I feel from my writer-self when I don’t have a desk. In our great move and downsize (out of both choice, and necessity), I lost my […]
This morning, I had the unfortunate and amusing privilege of hearing some of the drivel I put into my 9-year-old diary. I have few memories of actually writing the clearly […]
My college friend Lindsey has a beautiful blog called Morningstar Project (which I’ve given a shout-out to before). She is continuing a segment called “Shots of Happiness” where she posts […]
We humans love praise. We don’t like to admit it, and we’re usually uncomfortable receiving it. We’d like to have some transcendental, detached attitude about how we do what we […]
Isn’t it remarkable how we expand into the spaces given us? You move into a bigger house or apartment, intimidated by the extra space, but before you know it, you have […]