When Inspiration Falls Flat
I’m a month deep into an advertising class. The clock is ticking, my paper is blank. How can I sell Dick’s Drive In to…
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I’m a month deep into an advertising class. The clock is ticking, my paper is blank. How can I sell Dick’s Drive In to…
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It was about a year and a half ago when someone told me that they consciously decided to change “I have to…” into “I…
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I was in the middle of following a thought down a wandering mouse hole to its end in some other dimension when a sentence…
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Seattle is sleepy. We have been eclipsed in shadow for two hours already, and it isn’t yet half after six. The darkness drives droves…
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Street lamps, dogs, parked cars, and cups of coffee whiz past me as I push my world view by faster and faster with my…
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I’m swinging myself back and forth, fear pulling me back and hope pushing me forward. My left leg is holding me up only by…
Read MoreI’ve been learning how to grow up and rebelling against it since I took my first breath. I’ve found the process to be a…
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As quickly as my trip began, it came to a close. The last few days of walking I was dreaming of the sea, and…
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I have been accused by those who know me best for being a bit Polyanna when blogging about my experiences. I have been trying…
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When you last heard from me I was beaten down and blistered up. Happily, after that most difficult day of wandering around in rural…
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Yesterday started with a graceful sunrise over a city receding into the distance as I rose up the trail. Yesterday endeed with weeping blisters covering…
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While the first day on the Camino was nothing but skipping and singing merrily downhill, the last three days proved a bit more difficult….
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