I spent a lot of time today thinking about writing this. This is what I do, right? When I need to express myself I write about it. I completely fail at verbalizing my feelings. I just lack that ability. But writing? Writing I can do. I can write about how I feel.It’s a little intimidating,…… Continue reading Happy birthday to my favorite person in the world
Category: Positive Disintegration
25 Years Ago I Joined a High School Rock Band
“How would you like to be closer to Eddie Vedder?”Honestly, I thought Jeremy was going to tell me he had tickets and backstage pass for a Pearl Jam concert. Credit where it’s due, he chose the exact right thing to say to pique my interest.Twenty-five years ago today, when high school let out for the…… Continue reading 25 Years Ago I Joined a High School Rock Band
So This Is the New Year: 2018 Edition
I’m going to end up writing this in two parts. I say that as if it’s unusual, but it’s not, since I normally write blog posts over the course of many days. It is rare, however, for me to know exactly how many times I will return to a post.I’m going to write this in…… Continue reading So This Is the New Year: 2018 Edition
I had a really great conversation about Jesus
I suppose it’s rare in this day and age to have enlightening, intellectually stimulating conversations with people who hold different beliefs than you. But it happened. And it has stuck with me.The person I was talking to is a Christian, a liberal Christian, who was raised in the faith and who has built her life…… Continue reading I had a really great conversation about Jesus
I’ve said too much.
If you will indulge me for just a minute, I am going to briefly mention something about the television show Gossip Girl, but you should be used to that from me by now.I rather unabashedly enjoyed Gossip Girl. It had two things going for it from the start: it was produced by OC/Chuck creator Josh…… Continue reading I’ve said too much.
I’m the worst artist
I really am.I don’t mean artist as in a person who draws things. I mean artist as in person who creates art.Periodically, I think about artists who seem to operate on a different plane of existence than the rest of us. You know the people I’m talking about: the ones who seem unable to think…… Continue reading I’m the worst artist
I’m the worst artist
I really am.I don’t mean artist as in a person who draws things. I mean artist as in person who creates art.Periodically, I think about artists who seem to operate on a different plane of existence than the rest of us. You know the people I’m talking about: the ones who seem unable to think…… Continue reading I’m the worst artist
Curse of the Dabbler
I’ve met a lot of writers.I only know that they are writers because they tell me they are writers and they only tell me that they are writers because they have just learned that I’m a writer. And I’ve written most of these people off as dabblers.Let’s face it, in the internet age there are…… Continue reading Curse of the Dabbler
I Hate Short Stories
Every second I stare at this bookshelf is another second that I won’t spend sleeping.Nicole is an avid night reader and it’s rubbed off on me. When I finish a book, I tend to wait until bed time to figure out what I’m going to read next. And that was my dilemma tonight.I have a…… Continue reading I Hate Short Stories
I just want you to tell me how awesome I am
I would guess that most people, in general, surround themselves with a bubble. It’s probably a bigger bubble for those who are self-conscious or who engage in any kind of activity in which they’re offering up a piece of themselves to complete strangers. But, let’s face facts, we’re all looking for validation in some form…… Continue reading I just want you to tell me how awesome I am