The problem with Hope (or why I’m going to start writing more, but not promise to start writing more)

I've just reread most of my posts (okay, maybe the last ten tops - I only have a little time and I can only take so much) and literally all of them are me promising to change something: to blog more, to exercise more, to play with my kids more, to recommit to being mindful, [...]

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Monday Musings on Writing and on Being

I have been writing since I was a child; I can't remember a time I didn't have a notebook next to my bed. I'd wake up in the middle of the night to record my dreams. I wrote plays and forced my friends to perform them (I was a very demanding director, I hear...). When [...]