All of Us

All of Us

If I can write deeply and meaningfully about the worst part of someone or about the stellar behavior of another, it’s because it’s in me, too. … It’s all of us.

Broad Daylight: Pinned

Broad Daylight: Pinned

A deeper breathe against the pressure, you feel the warmth as you exhale. Nothing more to do but wait for someone—anyone—to find you. 

I’m pinned. I just wanted to be free.

What’s Your Jam?

What’s Your Jam?

Not sure what your jam is? Your intuition knows. Listen to your intuition, find your jam, and put your heart into it. Good advice for writers. Good advice for life.

Random Insignificant Memories

Random Insignificant Memories

I think that’s part of it. Those random insignificant memories aren’t necessarily random or insignificant. They are connected, part of a sequence of thoughts we sometimes manage to recreate just enough to spark the RIM. 

Good and Bad

Good and Bad

It happened so fast it’s impossible to draw the line between good and bad.

Every November Melancholy

Every November Melancholy

As sunlight diminishes for the next 47 days, I hope you find the words, the moments with company, and enough light to hold you through the melancholy that comes, because, every November, melancholy comes.