Hard to believe, but 2017 is almost over. Now that you think about it, maybe that’s a good thing. Anyway, as we’re winding down, preparing for the new year and its bounty, it’s been hard to settle in at the back of the cave, despite cold temperatures and bleak skies here in Central Virginia. Clients both new and existing are pulling together so many cool
Come to the Charlottesville Book Fair on Saturday 18 November Visit the Charlottesville Book Fair on the Saturday before the (US) Thanksgiving holiday weekend. I”ll be there with copies of my writer’s handbook, FLOAT • Becoming Unstuck for Writers. Get your copies signed in plenty of time to wrap them up for holiday gifts. And wait, there’s more! Introducing a New FLOAT Item! And – ta-daaahh!
At the end of my recent guided self-study course for writers, 30 Days to Becoming Unstuck, I delivered on a promise I made early in January: in response to students’ comments, I’d create a new FLOAT tool for them. Well, now it’s time for the big reveal. Here’s what I gave my students, and I hope it is useful. I call it Eight Feet Ahead:
Early one spring morning three young men came to my house as agreed to put some plants into the ground. It was a lovely cool sunny day, and I felt glad to be welcoming some new life to our family’s little piece of Charlottesville, Virginia. I liked my choices. I remembered feeling good the day that I made the decisions and negotiated with the owner of the landscaping company
This is the story of how I got the energy I needed to get unstuck so that I could finish my book about becoming unstuck. You can’t make this stuff up. Sometimes the timing just works out Take this past weekend. I was enjoying the end of 2016’s Virginia Festival of the Book, Charlottesville, VA’s annual bookfest, dedicated to readers and authors and the people
I ordered a tech doodad from Amazon for my office here at Chenille Books. It cost $40, and would solve a problem. No big deal, right? About 5 or ten minutes to install it, and I’d be off and running again, better than ever. Hardly worth mentioning, right? Except when it didn’t arrive. I investigated, the way you do when something doesn’t go as planned.
So, there you are – You have a deadline, you are responsible, things have gone horribly wrong, and you’re doing your best not to just collapse in a puddle or starting ranting or panicking. Yeah, that feeling. Impending meltdown Okay, everyone, breathe deeply, come back to the present moment, and remember you are here now, not in that bad place. I was in that bad
A few years ago, I needed an office. Not long before, I’d moved to a new part of the country, set up a lovely office in my home for a while as I got settled, but it just wasn’t working any more. I had outgrown my safe comfortable space at home. I needed to work in a central location, have meetings, set up the computer, the
“Let’s do something interesting, like go to a playground!” I’m famous in my family for having said this as a pre-schooler, at the end of a long day in Mexico City. I’d been slogging around under the bright sun with my older siblings and parents. “Interesting” – to them – meant museums and palaces and cathedrals and such. We spent most of each year in America’s
Way-back Decades after a bad experience, I found myself thrust into another bad situation and a funny thing happened. This recent bad situation threatened to take me back – all the way back– to the responses that had served me as a young person in trouble. I was being trapped inside something out of date yet still powerful. I saw for that moment that all