by AnnSheybani | Jul 28, 2015 | adventure, Courage, Life, Mark Divine, Reading, The Way of the SEAL
I just got back from Mallorca, an island off the coast of Spain where my daughter and her husband celebrated their marriage for the second time. Needless to say, surrounded by a LOT of highly dramatic members of the Sheybani clan I haven’t seen in a very long...
by AnnSheybani | Jul 20, 2015 | Anne Lamott, Authenticity, Confidence, connection, identity, Life, Reading, Traveling Mercies, vulnerability, Writing, writing lessons
I received this beautiful note last week in response to my newsletter, and I’d like to share it and my response with you. It’s relevant to you writers out there, AND to people-pleasers. Thank you for your raw honesty. Your courage inspires me, seriously....
by AnnSheybani | Jul 6, 2015 | adventure, change, County Cork, Cultural Issues, Frances Mayes, Funny books, Ireland, Life, Peter Mayle, Reading
I received this question last week, one that both Walt and I get more frequently, so I thought I’d answer it here. I’m so intrigued with how you and Walt move back and forth between the U.S. and Ireland. I’m just totally curious. How do you two decide...
by AnnSheybani | Jun 22, 2015 | Annita P. Sawyer, books, Eating Glass, Reading
I’ve been gobbling up Annita P. Sawyer’s new book: Smoking Cigarettes, Eating Glass. This was the memoir she was working on when we studied together at Bread Loaf, a prestigious writing conference in Middlebury, Vermont. Like me, Annita was sitting in class...
by AnnSheybani | May 11, 2015 | Boundaries, Codependency, guest post, Life, Reading
This is a guest post by Karen C.L. Anderson. I met her at a networking event and what grabbed my attention was what other people had to say about her and her programs. Raving fans, I tell you. She’s all about drawing healthy boundaries, particularly with...
by AnnSheybani | May 4, 2015 | Life, Reading, Writing
I was 26 the first time I realized that what people thought about me had more to do with them, then with who I was/am as a person. Such an epiphany should have freed me up; unfortunately it didn’t. When I’d first moved to Iran, I wanted two things more than...
