Maybe I need to work on my people skills, but I’m not overly fond of the “overwhelmed” excuse. It fails to impress. It smacks of whining, and whining was forbidden when I was a child.*
Work Life
The Importance of Boundaries
In the past few weeks, I’ve been trying to set some new boundaries regarding my social media usage. I don’t know why. It might be that I’m trying to accomplish more in the evening. Maybe I’m being my usual control-freak self and imposing limits. Maybe I’m rebelling against Facebook’s attempt to encroach upon every activity.
When I Write
When I write, I write for myself. At least, I write for a version of myself. I have an obsession with the idea of encounter and how I meet that other version of myself – possibly the one that’s unencumbered by over-thinking – during the course of that writing. I digress. My apologies. Let me begin again.
Down the Rabbit Hole
A month or so ago, I spent some time with one of my friends (You should visit his site. He’s an amazing artist.) from graduate school. He introduced me to his friends as a writer, poet, artist, entrepreneur, and social media guru. I was more than a little embarrassed. I never, ever imagined that I would be introduced in such a fashion.
Packing Books for the Umpteenth Time
Packing my books is a chore. A labor. A task. Packing them requires many boxes both because of the number of books as well as the weight of them. I am no Hercules. I have to pack strategically. I have to evaluate whether I can carry the box of books. My stubbornness says yes; my muscles – or lack of them – say no.
Asking for Feedback
I have been thinking about what I need to do to make Write Right better. It’s more of an obsession. I’m always thinking about what I need to do next. I’m constantly pondering which project needs to be completed first and how to implement some of those projects, such as downloadable PDFs or podcasting.