Lifting the fog

I knew I wanted some exercise this morning. I also knew I didn’t feel like going to the gym. I immediately thought of a power walk, but it was raining. I looked out the window and saw it was raining steadily, but not pouring. There was no wind. So that is how I...

Reading run amok

Some weeks ago I began reading A Return To Love. Suddenly I decided to put it down and pick up The Celestine Prophecy. I can’t really explain why. It just felt like a directive, perhaps related to learning more about the kind of book I’m writing or maybe a...

Words on paper

I’ve been reading my book manuscript on my commute. It’s a very cool experience, the tactile feel of the paper and my words telling a special kind of story. It’s amazing how a mere figment of the imagination can become a tangible reality in a matter...

Senior moments

I’m working at the senior center this week. It’s so funny, exasperating and stimulating all at once. There is the ever fabulous Bertha, the always intellectual Gabriela, the highly efficient Florence and the delightful Pamela. And that’s just the tip...

Quote happy

Some food for thought that crossed my path today: I am very depressed and deeply disgusted with painting. It is really a continual torture. — Claude Monet Why limit yourself to what has never been before?Why say ‘I can only imagine…’?Make the...