What a Bouquet of Flowers Taught me About Feeling Worthy
I’ve had a rough go of it lately. It’s one of those parts in the journey when just as I’m approaching light at the end of the tunnel, the tunnel caves in and the train blows up, and I’m left knocked on my ass for a few days until I decide I’d better start moving…
What an Inchworm Can Teach You About Life
Lately, inchworms have been showing up in my world: in my garden and in images on social media. Never one to turn down a chance to look for deeper meaning, I’ve decided to look at the humble inchworm. It’s slow-moving, there’s no doubt. And yet, if the desolation of my plants is any indication, it…
Why I Write
I write for the underdogs, the misfits, the I-don’t-fit-ins. I write because when I was younger, I felt alienated and alone, and one of the few ways I felt like I belonged was when I was immersed in a good book, or transported by a movie or TV show. I write in the hope that…
Truth
The truth doesn’t hurt. It’s the gap between the truth and what we want to be the truth that hurts.
We Write to Expose the Unexposed
“We write to expose the unexposed. If there is one door in the castle you have been told not to go through, you must. Otherwise, you’ll just be rearranging furniture in rooms you’ve already been in. Most human beings are dedicated to keeping that one door shut. But the writer’s job is to see what’s…