This year, I am practicing more self-care while focusing on one writing project at a time.
I am at my happiest when I'm writing, and I am looking to incorporate even more writing into my life in the coming months.
My latest birthday has been a reminder that writing is inevitably tied to other aspects of my life, for better or worse.
Photo by Andrea Tummons on Unsplash I have been trying my hand at growing plants this past year, and one of the things I've learned is that some plant bulbs, such as daffodils (which bloom in early spring), should be planted in the cold soil of fall and winter. I was surprised to learn this planting technique, as… Continue reading Establishing Our Creative Roots this Winter
My partially resurrected plant, in all its glory Had a funeral for a plant today. Things always get peculiar during periods of unemployment. It was a great plant, you would have agreed. At one time, it had been a luscious, chlorophyll laden beauty, a pink polka dot plant. A hypoestes phyllostachya, if you will. It… Continue reading Goodbyes and Hellos: 2019
Contrary to the popular expression, time does not fly, especially as you get older. No, time is a twenty ton freight train tearing down a set of railroad tracks at an abominable rate. This past year, I realized the uncomfortable truth -- that train is never going to slow down. Over the past twelve months,… Continue reading Living a Life of Writing