The stuff dreams are made of

Some have said they dream in color but I dream in words. In my dreams, I come up with brilliant stories, the stuff the great American novel might be composed of. Then I wake up and I struggle to write sentences any more complex than, The cat is big. And the cat can run fast….

What He Said – Day 2

We were sitting at the table like we usually do, menus in hand, figuring out what to order, even though none of was particularly hungry. My friend was telling his daughter about passion – how she should figure out what makes her heart sing, the way Steve Jobs encouraged the Stanford graduating class to do…

Make A Commitment

The explorer, W. H. Murray, said: Unless one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts…

I Write

Most days, I wake up thinking about making something… an outfit, a picture, a cake, a meal, a song, a novel, a baby… something. And on those days, when I have no choice but to respect my limits, I write. I’ve started a collection of rejection letters from agents. But still I write. I bury a lot of my stories; I…

Legacy: The Gift That Keeps On Giving

What’s my legacy? legacy (n.) Def. A legacy is something that is passed on to you from family, including reputation. I don’t have children of my own (yet) but I have a lot of children in my life who I would like to think specific things about me when they reflect on their relationship with me….