YOU GUYS. For the record and for those perhaps wondering: I didn't die. Which is maybe something I shouldn't joke about anymore after my dad's death last year. Maybe. I'm actually dealing with an epically fraught stretch of explosion paralysis, a term you're no doubt unfamiliar with, considering it's a somewhat nonsense phrase I recently… Continue reading Explosion paralysis.
Category: starting over
Well. Fuck.
Friends, I've been putting this off for quite some time now. And I've been doing that for various reasons, but mostly it's because my dad was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer on Valentine's Day, and despite being one of the fortunate few with an operable tumor that hadn't yet metastasized, he died unexpectedly on Easter Sunday.… Continue reading Well. Fuck.
Always Words.
Two years ago, when I started this blog with my one-and-done post, I intended the sole focus to be writing. In my long-awaited second post from earlier this week, I mentioned I had started yet another blog in the intervening years--you know, the one with four whole posts to its name. That one was meant… Continue reading Always Words.
And… Again?
Man, I really did set myself up nicely here. The previous post on this blog is about continuing to just start again (and again and again) after a failure. More specifically, it's about how I have tried and failed for years to keep a blog, any blog, going. But it's also about how I was… Continue reading And… Again?
And again.
I came across a piece of advice recently from someone who had finally achieved a significant life goal after working toward it for some time, and I was struck by its radical sensibility. She said yes, you'll eventually find yourself off-track at some point--perhaps many points--along the way, and the key was to just keep… Continue reading And again.
Ware the Words 