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The Season of Filling the Well

Guilt is precious. It can ride our ass and snap the whip just hard enough to entice production. I've felt guilt. I've produced what I should. And produced what was expected, what I agreed to. I've ticked all the boxes. I'm proud. It was a good season. The season of production. Now, I'm spent. I want to write for you, I do. I want to send profound messages, or silly ones. But before I can put words to paper, At least, meaningful words, Meaningful to either you or me, I must fill the well. I must... Stand at a precipice and imagine cliff diving. Rock out at a concert and wake up with ears ringing. Drive across the Golden Gate bridge. Eat Indian dal with my fingers as a spoon. Take "soul" walks

11 Books on My Nightstand

At a rate of two pages a night before my eyes droop, I might finish reading these by 2030. Nonetheless, game on! 1. Tinkers by Paul Harding As a Pulitzer prize winner, this book will prove an example to me as a writer and editor discovering the many ways to approach this incredible (and daunting) literary craft. 2. How Fiction Works by James Wood Hell yeah, I wanna know how fiction works as my next novel has begun. Plus, Wood appears to be a hoity-toity wordsmith which always gives me tingles. 3. Glaciers by Alexis Smith LOVE this one. A beautiful novella; a delightful ride. It’s my second go-around. 4. Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams Can you believe I’ve never read it? The

Passion & Big Frogs: 2 Simple Keys to Procrastination

I woke up to Resistance’s chokehold. My neck ached. My heart beat slower. My mind spiraled into an “all is lost” moment. I took a breath. And remembered. Those symptoms only occur when I’ve let Resistance win. When I’ve gone too many days without tackling the “big frog” in the room. When I’ve procrastinated with loads of laundry, Ticking items that no one cares about off the to-do list, And running out the clock with micro-puffing adjustments to the throw pillows on the couch. I remembered when the heart is heavy there are two fixes: 1. Be sweet on myself. 2. Grab that frog. So this morning, with little red-riding hood basket in hand, I went to market: To calm the anxiety left over from dark