The problem with writing, for me, can be summed up in a simple question. "What is your voice?" That's it. It isn't more complicated than that. I know there can be thoughts of prose and meter and narrative and whatever else writers like to spew in coffee shops and endless volumes of curricula. But, for…
In These Times
It's been difficult. Right? These times. It's been difficult to figure out what to do, what to feel, what to think when we watch tv or read the stories on the internet feeds of our friends and "those you may know" telling us who is doing what and why this person is an asinine capital…
Right Now, I’m Breathing In
I took a yoga class yesterday. It was the fourth yoga class in my lifetime and fourth in the last year. My bride encouraged me to go. Actually, she's the one who took me to my first yoga class. The first was hard. I don't know how people can make fun of people who do…
This Work Is Real
The glitter and shine of Christmas decorations are up all around the county and people are smiling a little brighter at one another. Letting the pedestrians cross in the crosswalks, tipping their baristas, keeping spoilers to The Crown and The Mandalorian to themselves. Life is moving forward. Shopping is being done, plans are being made…
Doing Something
I'm so lost. I have a gig coming up and it's a good one. One I did last year and one I had a lot of fun doing. One might say, it was a snowstorm of fun. A gift of fun. Something that I had been trying to do for a long time, and I…