All the Way Possible

Since yesterday’s post, I have finished a book, run to the hardware store, painted a wall, made a few phone calls, played in the backyard, shared the plot lines of my work in progress, all the while thinking about the possibilities that abound in this space. In this space, my desk is clean and everything…

Getting Started

There is barely enough space to write here.  Just enough for the screen in front of me, my forearms resting on the edge of the desk in front of the keyboard,  a store-bought coffee cup full of a homemade latte, and a small stack of notes that are now a few days old. Surrounding me…

100-Acre Wood

Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known. –Winnie the Pooh It wasn’t the bottom rail of a bridge, but a step ladder, and it wasn’t a river I was…