A Change of Scenery

As part of the monthlong celebration of my birth, I got to enjoy a Scotch tasting session at our favorite bar in Chattanooga. The session begins at 6 p.m. and I figured, “Hey, why not make a day of it?” I packed a small bag with all the necessities: MacBook Pro, notebook, pen, pencil, and […]

One Day at a Time

Because quitting addiction cold turkey can be overwhelming, counselors encourage those who struggle to take it one day at a time. Quitting isn’t my problem today. Starting is my challenge. Though I am going against the grain to start an addition, the same advice applies. “Every day? Maybe several times a day?! I can’t do […]

Necessary Distractions

Dr. Drang is fun to read for a lot of reasons and should especially appeal to my fellow nerds in the world. In a recent post titled A Free Distraction about writing and the onslaught of “distraction free writing” apps, this bit about his habits hit close to home. I’ve tried to change my writing […]

Life Work Joy

Life. Work. Joy. The three shouldn't be mutually exclusive and the third should be omnipresent. Some seek a sharp divide between life and work and hope joy plays at least a small part in both. Love what you do, and you will never work a day in your life. Perks and challenges of being an […]

Labor Day

Labor Day for us meant our daughter came home for her first break from Valdosta State University, which was great. We miss her when she’s gone, which already kicked in after she left earlier today to return to campus. We watched The Shining together; her first time. During the first half she was rolling her […]

Bringing order to semantic chaos

Because my brain stays scattered, my use of tags, categories, or other methods of classifying items in a manageable taxonomy is haphazard at best. The idea of successfully using tags has intrigued me for years. Just try to imagine what I was thinking of when I produced something, type in a few key words to […]

On avoiding writing

Usually, writers will do anything to avoid writing. For instance, the previous sentence was written at one o’clock this afternoon. It is now a quarter to four. I have spent the past two hours and forty-five minutes sorting my neckties by width, looking up the word ‘paisly’ in three dictionaries, attempting to find the town […]