Loving and living this life in Seattle
I cannot remember a time in my life when I didn’t enjoy writing. Even from an early age, I was enamored with stories and the collection of words that collaborated to make stories come to life. The written word is a form of cosmic magic. Words transform, transfix, and teleport us to places we dare …
The older you get, the more you struggle with time management. Adulthood is just super full of obligations and a bunch of “have-tos” that quite frankly none of us asked for. And if we did, we didn’t know the full extent of what was going to be required of us. I don’t have to tell …
there has been a lot swirling around in my head lately. probably not more than usual, but it has been weighing on me and making it impossible to write or move forward on some projects. a while back, a group of my friends and i read the artist’s way. actually, that was how we became …
as i was sitting in a corner coffee shop working away this afternoon, i looked up and spotted a very handsome guy looking at me. or he could have been looking past me since i’m sitting in front of the window and it’s absolutely gorgeous in seattle today. i mean GORGEOUS! the sun is shining …