Uh oh. Trouble’s coming. I can feel it. I know you know what I’m talking about. One of those “insane” times where you throw the metaphorical crowbar, duct tape,…
I hate the phrase, “I’m not good enough.” I hear it in my head all the damned time and it makes me bonky.
Sometimes it’s dead-on accurate. Sometimes my writing…
Kids are cool.
Yes, they leave sticky popsicle trails along my hardwood floors. Yes, they smuggle cookies and chips from the pantry when I'm not looking. And, of…
Ever notice how some places are better suited than others for creative thinking? For me, they’re not the places you’d expect. I know this because I’ve been wrestling with…