I have this beautiful leather book, soft and flexible. The cover is decorated with orange leaves in various shades. An orange leather strap wraps around the book and holds everything important in it, not letting the indexed words escape. Washi tape in various shades marks the edge of many of the pages. There are no … Continue reading My Bullet Journal – My Life
What am I? And, maybe more importantly. where am I headed? I frequently ask myself these questions. It’s been almost a year since my book was published, so I guess that mean’s I’m an author. When I meet someone who asks me about myself, I still don’t find it easy to say, “I’m an author.” … Continue reading Author, Writer, or Listener?
Recently, I read an article on ghosting, which has nothing to do with the supernatural beings that might be seen on Halloween. Nor was it about the shadowy second image that sometimes appeared on old tube televisions, if you are old enough to remember those. It also has nothing to do with the way the … Continue reading Ghosting