Since I didn’t have a story I was burning to tell, I couldn’t ask myself if what I’d written accurately captured its heat and light.
Read MoreIt’s the pain of doubting that tells me I needn’t doubt.
Read MoreMine has been a lifelong practice of learning whose guidance to follow.
Read MoreYou never know when you’ll turn some corner in your mind and find yourself in creative a dead end, face to face with the shadow.
Read MoreIf I doubt there are any ideas worth sharing, I’ll get none.
Read MoreIf I was relaxed, curious, and trusting, not only did good stuff come to me, but I could confidently tell if I was starting to stray off course.
Read MoreWriting is an act of trust, not chopping wood.
Read MoreI saw the same buildings and sky, listened to the same conversations and music, lived in the same house, was married to the same woman, but I saw a different world.
Read MoreI rarely start writing with some idea burning bright in my imagination. Particularly with these essays, if I’m lucky I’ve scratched one sentence onto a legal pad to serve as a reminder about an idea that came to me the day before while I was eating lunch; just as often, I’ve got nothing. So I sit and drink coffee and stare at the blinking cursor.
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