I Thought I Was Post-Racist
But yesterday proved me wrong, and I’m sad I could have grabbed the strap to my shoulder bag at any time The leather tote that held my small purse, laptop, iPad, and journal hung by one of its straps from…
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Killing Your Darlings, Softly
When your book has to cut weight or die Writing a novel has a lot in common with gardening You prepare the soil, removing rocks and dead roots (limiting beliefs, self-defeating assumptions) and adding amendments (reading, daydreaming). You select seeds…
Tip: Pack the Wine Last
5 simple steps to preparing for a move Step 1: Sell your house If your house is in California, particularly anywhere in or near the San Francisco Bay Area, this is likely to happen with blinding speed. It’s nice to be…
Live Like Everyone’s Watching
The weirdness of selling the home we live in Our house doesn’t feel like our house right now We’re selling it — in fact, it goes live on the market in a couple of days — and that means it’s no longer our home, our…
Discovering the Fountain of Youth
Well, more like the fountain of not so old I’m not a young thing anymore, and I’m okay with that Considering what a befuddled twit I was in my youth, I really wouldn’t want to go there again — unless I could do…