Counting my blessings on an ordinary, extraordinary Monday.
I saw some cops having lunch at the diner the other day. There were three of them, big […]
Why does criticism sting?
A confession: This blog and my creative life have steadily deteriorated of late. Here’s an explanation and the plan to turn this grim situation around.
What if success meant living a life of purpose?
What if you could know….
Memories of highschool and the importance of making art.