Sanity, and How to Avoid It
My self-made writing process struggles—Make a plan (good), ignore the plan (bad)—How I aim to restore my sanity one hyphen at a time.
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I. DID. IT.
BA-da-da-DAH! I did it!
They said it couldn’t be done. They said I didn’t have it in me…
Spinning and Whirling and Splashing and Twirling
I walked away from the corkscrew slide with my brain still spinning as though it were scrambled for breakfast. Twisty things don’t go down well with me…
The Naked Truth About New Challenges, or, That Time I Made a Dumb Bet
Many years ago, I made what would politely be called an ill-advised bet. I was at a college party—one of the few I’d ever attended—and I seem to have forgotten two important points…
I Can’t Even Think of a Title for This Post
I’ve lately been suffering the effects of a nasty virus called “the I CAN’TS.” Symptoms include self doubt, anxiety, writer’s block, and shame…
Over the Horizon and On With the Day
I stand in my usual spot on the pedestrian sloped inlet at the corner of This Ave. and That St., the tips of my worn shoes hanging just over the edge of the low curb.
My Turn at the Confessional
Me: [walks into a confessional booth]Person behind the screen: Is someone in here? Hello?Me: Hi. I’m here. Am I supposed to announce myself? My name is P.K.–Person: You don’t have to tell me your name. It’s fine. How can I help you, my son?Me: Son? I’m forty-seven, but… sure. Fine. Forgive me Father for I … Read more
The Competition; or, How a Stupid Pig Ruined My Stupid Weekend
Rachael and I have a friendly game going. It isn’t a competition—not really. The rules of this game are as follows: We keep tally of all the books we’ve finished over a calendar year, some read and some listened to, and I try to keep her from tripling my number. It’s a fun game that … Read more