The power of your writing

why you should write even if you think nobody is reading

In recent years, I have been advocating to anyone I come across, that they should write. Not only should they write, they should publish their writing online for…

How to Be a Writer

A few weeks ago, a woman asked me for advice about her teenage daughter. “She wants to be a writer,” the mother said. “What…

The myth of the brainstorming session

Why you can’t schedule creativity

The joys of screen-free thinking.

I like my Internet fast but my reading and writing slow.

This post was originally written by hand.

I have been writing, but if you follow me online there’s no way you could have seen…

Dear Writer’s Block

It’s not you, it’s me…

The Difference Between Sparks and Bombs

The first time I saw you, I swore I would have you.
I imagined your lips making their…

Distracted by anxiety {yoga and psychology}

until disruptive energy is discharged

A Dream Tutorial

It was just another day, another walk through Bern, Vienna, or Prague with their tidy lines, smart streetcars and tiny castles. I am walking away from something to another zone or point-of-view. I hear a shot, a call to arms, a hint of trouble, or the last cries of a dying man.

Dear _____,

I already know you’re nothing. Nothing I imagined you to be when our mouths laughed together. Nothing I cared about — the man-boy…

Not ready before your time

be kept awhile longer where you are mine alone and i am only yours