What does it mean to be a "real writer?" Is being a real writer something you were born with, or is it something that you become?
“If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck.”
This, my friends, is called “the duck test” and it is one of the biggest pieces of crap advice in existence.
“Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until 75.” -Benjamin Franklin It was the damndest thing. I was at the mall, eeling my way through a school of teenagers when I heard a snatch of conversation between two boys that stopped me dead in the water: “Dude, she’s like 40 years old! That’s like... Continue Reading →
Have you ever had a moment of such incredible happiness that you found yourself wondering “what did I do to deserve this?” I have. And that one question my friends, is a clear cut example of what a twisted culture we live in. You see, happiness is not something that you deserve. It is not... Continue Reading →
Barefoot, she stands, waiting. A restless breeze tugs at her hair before moving on, leaving behind the faint scent of the ocean; a scent that fills her simultaneously with a soothing calm and an unquenchable restless. Head thrown back, she stands, waiting. Her eyes search the evening sky, watching as the stars wink into existence,... Continue Reading →
“All Beginnings are hard. . . . Especially a beginning that you make for yourself. That's the hardest beginning of all.” ~Chiam Potok It is not unusual at this time of the year to see dozens of posts touting an individual’s New Year’s Resolutions; posts about losing weight, finding love, getting their dream job. ... Continue Reading →
There is a difference between living and living an intentional life. No, seriously, everybody lives. Unless you’ve been in a serious accident and are fighting for every breath you take, living is not something you actually have to think about. It simply happens, usually when you aren’t paying attention. In fact, one day you look... Continue Reading →
We live in a very noisy culture. No matter where we go we’re bombarded with noise from every angle. Cities, with their continual traffic and sirens and construction; the voices of people every which way you turn; those are the worst. There’s no getting away from it. But even those who live in the suburbs... Continue Reading →
“There are some minds like either convex or concave mirrors, which represent objects such as they receive them, but never receive them as they are.” ~ Joseph Joubert When I first started college I had a full-length mirror that I had hung on the back of my dorm room door. Having a mirror there... Continue Reading →
To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. ~ William Blake Learning to listen to that still small voice inside your head; that prompting that tells you whether or not the decision you are... Continue Reading →
I am haunted by moths. All summer and autumn long they find me. Every time I enter my bedroom after sunset I am greeted by moths fluttering against the outside of my bedroom window; clinging to the screen; drawn by the promise of the warmth and light inside. They fling themselves against my window pane... Continue Reading →
In today’s world living authentically is quite the challenge. Part of the challenge - indeed a good bit of it - is in dealing with a society that encourages conformity almost to the point of worshipfulness. Oh don’t get me wrong, we have plenty of choices when it comes to purchases; to styles and entertainments;... Continue Reading →
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ~~Jalal ad-Din Rumi Can you imagine it? Can you imagine a world where we've stepped beyond the need to classify things as "right" or... Continue Reading →