Tonight I was hired to edit another short blog story about online privacy. I’m mostly editing to make the language flow a little more naturally. My strengths as an editor (and writer) are in the musicality of language – stringing words together that fit and have a cadence. I am not the best technical editor…
Happy First Birthday
One year ago today, feeling a little overwhelmed by the changes in my life (the loss of an amazing relationship and about to really leave home for the first time in my life) I started this blog. Technically, I registered the name years before and started it one other time – but I let the…
Some of My Blues Song
Yesterday, my former employer announced the hiring of a new CEO. They posted the announcement to Facebook and Twitter. Lots of people welcomed the new CEO and a handful of people thanked the outgoing CEO. One local organization posted the above comment on their own Facebook page. For me, this adds a little bit of…
Public Self, Private Self
Yesterday I started, and abandoned, two different blog posts. I couldn’t figure out where they were going or what I wanted to say. This happens when I try to tackle a multifaceted topic on which I see a whole lot of gray (and know very little about the actual subject). I was thinking about, and…
Change of Plans: A Conditioned Response?
I’ve been disappointed with myself lately. More so than usual. Given how often I feel I could do better (at this, that, and the next thing) I suspect I would have made a good Catholic. I have the confession part down, but I’m not great at the whole praying, penance, attending church, and general religious…
A Few Days on the Road
There are moments, perhaps not much more than an hour or so, when I sit and wonder why am I doing all of this. This being writing, or the job search, or living here in Memphis. In these moments, I’m tempted to pick up Thoreau’s Walden and find a quite outdoor space to read and…
State College, PA
I never gave much thought to psychology and emotions and relationships and baggage until I got divorced and started dating. I assumed we all had baggage and that some of us were carrying it better than others, but that everyone was either trying their best, or in a state of deep denial. Of course, I…
The Lonesome Road to Clarksdale
I’m a blues music fan. I’ve liked it ever since I was in college working in a bookstore where I heard Junior Kimbrough’s album Everywhere I Go. I’m not terribly well-versed in blues history and I certainly don’t know half of the musicians. I’ve read enough about it to know that it was heavily influenced…
Ground Control to Major Tom
Here am I floating ’round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do
Almost immediately after writing yesterday’s journal entry style blog post, I started to write another (this one).
Passing Storms
Last night I sat on my balcony with my laptop on my lap. I watched the sky darken – waiting for potential storms to roll through. West Memphis, the town just across the river, was under a tornado watch. I sat out there for at least 20 minutes. I wanted to write – mostly because…
Crossroads
“You’ve had more titles at your United Way than we have positions.” This was a comment made to me by a nonprofit board member during a recent job interview. I’m interviewing to be the CEO of a small nonprofit in a semi-rural community not too far from State College, PA. Job or no job, as…