This week has been a rough one for writing. I've started about ten essays only to find when I've reached the 1500 word count mark that what I am looking at is garbage. I went for a run today to clear my head and try and figure out what the issue is and I think … Continue reading Contaminated
I took an oil painting class in college. It was a required course for my BFA in studio arts and I dreaded every moment of it. Mostly because two dimensional art is not my strength, but also because my professor was vague and I needed structure. The first few classes focused on mixing paint on … Continue reading Scumbling
If I start a new habit on a Monday morning it will stick. This is what I tell myself on Sunday night as I imagine how productive I will be if I just get up when the alarm goes off instead of hitting snooze. If I just get up after the third time I've hit … Continue reading What If?
Traveling is a little scary for me. Not in a debilitating sort of way, more in an anticipatory way. Like when you receive a present from a person who doesn’t know you very well. Presents are great, I love them, when you hand me a wrapped package chances are I am doing some pretty impressive … Continue reading I’ll Take the Road Less Traveled, But Only if There’s Good Food
When I worked in an office I eventually fell into a morning ritual. Wake up, hit snooze, wake up, snooze again, wake up, shower, eat cereal, stare at glowing rectangle, get in car, drive, arrive, remove coat, turn on computer, collect mug, go to staff kitchen, make tea, discuss what was watched the evening before, … Continue reading Structure Is Hard
I've started this post four times already. And then I slowly and deliberately delete all the words. Then I look out the window hoping I'll see a squirrel. One time I did. The other times I just saw the grass. The grass in the backyard is different from the grass in the front yard, which … Continue reading What Are You Waiting For?