So I kinda decided, arbitrarily, to blog everyday. I’m in a new life season — see last post — which means I’ve been more or less trying on new hats and seeing what fits; daily blogging feels like a worthy exercise to blow away some mental cobwebs. I haven’t blogged regularly in, well, ever. ForContinue reading “WTF is Stock & Flow: On creating a daily blogging practice”
Tag Archives: writing
On Transitions
What if I slowed down and actually took time to ride this transition period? What would that look like?
The Unapologetic Lightness of Being
I went in with my usual bundle of nerves. I’m not good enough to be with these people. My writing is shit. Why am I bothering? What if they don’t like me?
002. Weekly Dose: Gay Stuff
“Queer, tender, true. I like those things.” – Gabrielle Hamilton, Mind of a Chef
It’s New Year’s. Get Me a Sandwich, Stat.
Like, oh, the rest of the world ringing in the New Year, I’m reflecting on 2014. Was it a good year? Yeah, I’d say so. I traveled more, worked harder, developed new skills and largely avoided not dying. Someone get me a prize! The flip side of reflecting on the New Year is dipping aContinue reading “It’s New Year’s. Get Me a Sandwich, Stat.”
My Cup Runneth Over
This last month has been quite the doozy and frankly, I’ve been bad at Internet as a result of it. It’s hard to keep up with the blog when there’s so much to do IRL, but let’s give it the whole college try, eh? November was a big month for work: lots of projects, lotsContinue reading “My Cup Runneth Over”
Saturday Morning Flights of Fancy
I woke up this morning feeling some type of way, a kind of abstract restlessness I get when I feel like I haven’t done my share. The best way I can describe it is my sense of the absence of enough. I’m sure you can relate? For me, enough is that sunrise just over theContinue reading “Saturday Morning Flights of Fancy”
In Which I Decide to go for a Run
Today, I went on a run through Brooklyn. Don’t laugh; I’m actually not the tubby, bed-ridden troll my food and wine posts will have you believe. Now, this post is more a thinky, “I have feelings about something” post, mostly about my move to this city. So there I was, halfway across the Brooklyn BridgeContinue reading “In Which I Decide to go for a Run”
