Sitting at my dining table, I am suddenly aware of the palpable silence. I live on 14th Street in Manhattan, just off of Union Square. The double wide street is always active, and a steady stream of noise is a part of my soundscape: sirens from fire trucks and ambulances, honking horns, city busses. For […]
Playing Whack-a-Mole with my Inner Critic
[spacer size=”30″] I promised transparency, and I’m delivering. An inside look at the carnival game of whack-a-mole: me against my inner critic. Are you taking bets?
The Important Work
[spacer]It was 11:25 am today when I sat down to write Morning Pages, the long-hand free writing exercise I have been doing almost every morning since August. Pen to paper, and suddenly… Wow. Where does the time go? Where does it go? I was out of bed by 6:05 am today. I got dressed for […]