A while back, one of my friends questioned my penchant for voluntarily placing myself in situations where I could get hurt, for “manufacturing fear”. The world provides enough danger already,…
While I sat on a patio overlooking Phoenix surrounded by a swarm of buzzing people, I spotted a fellow introvert. In case you didn’t know, we’re the folks lining the…
A while back, one of my friends questioned my penchant for voluntarily placing myself in situations where I could get hurt, for “manufacturing fear”. The world provides enough danger already,…
Whenever I tell someone I used to live in Iran, he or she asks me a few standard questions, the most common one being, “Did you have to wear a…
My friend Whitney send me a link to this post. This piece is by Joni Edelman and first appeared in ravishly.com. Needless to say, I think it’s beautifully written, and…
The thing about being a writer is that I tend to associate with a lot of other writers. Writers who publish books as often as they change their underwear. Besides…
On Sunday, Walt and I got the brilliant idea that we’d kayak over to Horse Island and have ourselves a little picnic to celebrate our anniversary. Horse Island is this…
I received a note the other day from a woman who has flirted with the idea of coaching for nearly two years. She’s sent me several letters during this time…
As many of you may know, I ran two businesses before I took up coaching writers. I taught/teach writing workshops—locally and online—and I also coached nice girls (and guys) who…