When I had a full-time telecommute gig, I was able to write a 400 page novel in two years, plus the beginnings of several others. I wrote almost every night.When I was laid off, I thought I would spend a couple hours each day looking for new projects, an hour …
The engineer spent all day yesterday working on the broken water system. Something called an air bladder expired Thursday night, requiring the replacement of the whole tank, because we couldn’t find just the part, and all of the plumbing pipes and fittings. As long as he was there, the engineer …
Self-reflection is one thing, but examining my navel lint in front of a (so far, imaginary) crowd is another, less high-minded thing all together. Should I continue the blog?Pros: Place for employers to gauge my writing style. Soapbox for my favorite rants. Little Zen garden for my thoughts. Cons: Silly …
Bok Tower Gardens, even after a bitter freeze, is a place that inspires me to wonder if a garden is actually the place to find God. The only place that a god seems at home, these days–it’s hard to feel spiritual in the grocery store, or while watching the economy …
My niece, a budding artist and musician, said today that it has been months since she has picked up her guitar, or drawn more than a few drawings. She had some suppositions about why she wasn’t accomplishing more: she only liked to learn the guitar directly from a teacher; she …
While I look for work, I continue to eat, drive, watch TV and read. Money is becoming tighter; I started to look for ways to save, ways to cut back.This is what I was doing: not buying extras, like dinners out, books or a stereo for my iPhone; buying cheaper …
