Writing & Life

A few times recently I've had the realization that something I used to struggle with is all of a sudden easy. I hope that eventually happens with writing.

Week 1 of my weekly check-ins on all things creative in my life. I got here through a variety of changes on this site, we'll see if this one sticks!

The cliche activity at a wedding: "Give Advice to the Newly Weds!" The cliche advice: "Never go to bed mad". That doesn't work for us. I can be humble enough to admit I become a mean angry person and that doesn't help anything.

Lesson learned: I listen to too many podcasts on too many different topics inspiring me to do too many different things. Not that I'll change.

I had thought I was being more perceptive in my every day life. Until I came back from vacation and reemerged from behind my camera lens.

The stigma facing the DMV has turned it into a dreaded hell-hole. Or at least in my mind. But by the time I left, I wasn't counting the hours spent there. Instead, it was how many excited new drivers I had seen.

There's a stigma that you don't talk about certain things at work or during the interview. You want to fit in as best as possible. But what if there was a culture of actually talking about our personal selves. This is my start.

As projects wrap up, shifting me back to the job market, I find I'm still perplexed by: "What's your specialty?" Shouldn't I be more valuable as someone with several skills, not just 5+ years in one tiny niche?

I have two loves: Science and Art. I took one as my career and keep the other as my many hobbies. As soon as I only think of art as a job though, it loses its appeal. Its therapeutic effects.

I haven't sat down to read a physical book in years. So is it surprising I can't sit down and write one? My mind occasionally stays on the current project, but often winds up somewhere else. Perhaps it's time for Flash Fiction?