Two Years After Quitting the Day Job

Two years ago, in July 2016, I quit my safe, comfortable, ten-minute commute, 9 to 5 job to pursue my writing dreams. Yep. I had just turned fifty and had been mildly content in that job for seven years. And by mildly content I mean, I only harbored violent fantasies about a handful of co-workers…

New Podcast Episode

Last week I recorded several podcasts episodes over a two-day period. By the time I recorded the last one, I was feeling tired, loose and a little jumpy in a playful way. Along the podcasting journey so far, I have intentionally been the amateur learning the show ropes in public. I’m hoping to kindle the…

Facing My Fear & Doing the Math

Writing on this blog has been a frightening endeavor. I thought I had finally lost my mind, taking self-disclosure to an irreversibly damaging level. At least that’s what the negative voices of my mind wanted me to think. And though they may have meant well, operating out of self-preservation (I think), something told me the…