Red Room Where the Writers Are

One night in my tiny NYC apartment, a friend told me the story of his older brother's death.

I'm sitting here at my laptop, wondering what topic would be interesting for a second blog entry, and guess what? My mind is blank, which, eureka, instantly becomes a topic.

Reunion of Jackals

I am finding more and more that I have difficulty with the  basic problem of 'butt in chair' necessary for good writing. This is not to say that I don't have ideas.

I’d like to introduce you to my first guest blogger, my colleague Vicki Weiland, a freel

Peak performance (or "flow") and mindfulness are two sides of the same coin.