Yesterday was Thanksgiving in the United States and it boggles my mind. What happened to 2017? What happened to, I don’t know, the last ten years? Or twenty? Where did they go? As I approach another birthday (on Monday, if you’d like to know!) I’m noticing a sense of time…
Don’t be ‘a writer’ but instead be writing. Being ‘a writer’ means being stagnant. The act of writing shows movement, activity, life. When you stop moving, you’re dead. —William Faulkner I came across this gem a few weeks ago. You can read more of Faulkner’s musings on writing here. It’s just…
Confession: I once read the first 50 pages of a Wayne Dyer book. Depending on your self-help orientation, you may interpret my confession in one of two ways: You only read the first 50 pages? Of one book? You’re a terrible person. You read 50 whole pages? My god, how?…
It’s not easy to balance writing with all my other responsibilities, not to mention health challenges. Autumn is traditionally a difficult time for me – I just don’t have enough spoons to churn out work at the pace I’m accustomed to. Many have been asking about the status of Ghost,…
One of my good friends is a baby. Well, not a baby, exactly, but he’s in his early 20s, and that passes for a baby to me. I’m pretty sure I have socks older than he is. On the 15th anniversary of 9/11, my young friend posted a photo of…