I like serendipity, and although there’ve been challenges in my life (my whinier self thinks to an unfair degree), I’ve been lucky in the serendipity stakes. Evidence includes the essay below showing up when I needed to read it. Of late, the challenges in my life seem to centre around relationships. I struggle with boundaries.…… Continue reading The one percent cuts like a knife.*
Once upon a time, there was a very nice girl. Or perhaps she was nice without qualification. The road to hell is paved with adverbs, or so I’ve been told. Who decided adverbs were verboten anyway (Have I asked this before? Is it a groundhog-day question)? Once again, I digress. I do it frequently: it’s…… Continue reading Ch-ch-changes.*
When people don’t follow directions, things don’t work out as well as they could. This is, of course, generally speaking, and I can already hear the “but this one time, at band camp.” When you follow the directions, you don’t end up with mystery parts and machines that don’t start. Most of the time. My…… Continue reading Failing to follow directions generally ends badly.
Writer’s block: a condition primarily associated with writing, in which an author is unable to produce new work or experiences a creative slowdown. This creative stall is not a result of commitment problems or a lack of writing skills. [i] For reasons large and small, I’m resisting my attempts at essaying. My journal is getting…… Continue reading Deep thoughts and writer’s block.