Category: life
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Terrible Writing Role Model
The other day I had a fleeting and horrible idea of offering feedback services to aspiring writers. The idea fled because it knew I wouldn’t work that hard. The horridity of the idea was not that I couldn’t give feedback (I actually have a decent grasp on what good feedback is and isn’t), but that…
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Without Doubt
I lack doubt. It might seem strange to just blurt this out but I don‘t inherently doubt. Once I started to think about that this lack of doubt it began to pop up everywhere. I tend to believe in the things I am hearing or seeing. Naïve trust perhaps. Now I’m not talking about blind…
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It’s the Balance, Silly Bear
One of the underlying themes in my book “Theo and Sprout” is about finding your feminine side, or embracing the archetypal traits of the Divine Feminine, in a Western world that focuses so much on the masculine, or on the archetypical traits of the Divine Masculine. This often gets referred to as toxic masculinity, which…
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In Extremis
I find the West’s obsession with extreme’s to be…well, many things. Unhelpful, unhealthy, distracting, annoying, well, you get the point. And it’s not just an obsession but a celebration, an embracing. You see it everywhere. The person who is extreme is lauded for the act of being extreme. You have to run marathons or triathlons.…
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This is Garbage
That was the entirety of a review of “Theo and Sprout” on GoodReads. “This is garbage.” The good news is that someone I have never heard of read enough of my book to call it garbage. That’s a small exposure victory. Any publicity is good publicity. To be fair, I have read books that I…
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One Hundred Years of Quietude
I’m a quiet person. Reserved. Soft spoken, and seldom at that. A result of introversion and a lisp, I suppose. I can’t recall the last time I yelled. I would certainly fail out of primal scream therapy. I even worry about not being able to yell in a time of danger. I fear my idea…
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To GenX with Love
While I often refer to “Theo and Sprout” as a young adult story, and it certainly is, it’s also a coming of age story. And people of all ages can enjoy a coming of age story. I’m a GenXer, which is only important in the context of what I am about to say. I suppose…
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Back to School Ode
I dreaded going back to school when I was in high school. I dreaded it because I was pushed off the shore in my little boat into the sea of life all alone, without a map, without oars, without a life jacket, without anything really. I won’t claim I had the worst high school experience…
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