Several weeks ago I undertook a writing project outside my comfort zone. Truthfully, it didn't amount to much, but it involved my own content--not something I had written on behalf of someone else--and it made me feel vulnerable. I was nervous and unsure, but determined to soldier on. Intending to bolster my courage, I reached... Continue Reading →
Miss Labeled
It's easy to sit on this side of the keyboard and write insightful anecdotes, but there's always more beneath the surface. And once in a while, someone will challenge me on it. Recently I joined an online writers' group and I love it. I feel validated, have a safe space to try new ideas, and... Continue Reading →
Trash talk
My city currently finds itself in the midst of a garbage crisis. An unfortunate and mostly preventable series of events has led to increasingly terrible service over the past four years, and now when I put my bins at the curb, I wonder how long they'll stay there. Until this afternoon, my recycling bin had... Continue Reading →
Altered reality
I've said it before and I'll say it again--mostly because it is a lesson I have to keep learning myself. Perception is reality. A couple weeks ago I attended an event that included a panel discussion with people presenting differing viewpoints. One woman came from an under-served neighborhood and felt abandoned by the city. She... Continue Reading →
I am not a-mused
I used to blog every day, or at least Monday through Friday. It was how I started my day, and the hours that followed were better for it. That creative jumpstart made me sharper, more expressive, and more aware for the rest of the day. I thrived on it and I didn’t care who read... Continue Reading →