You Failed

“hell man I know very well you didn’t come to me only to want to become a writer, and after all what do I really know about it except you’ve got to stick to it with the energy of a Benny addict.” Kerouac

The thing that no one tells you about failure, the goddamn drag of it that no one ever talks about at cocktail parties or on the jacket of their best seller, or in their hopeful, Go get ‘em tiger! speeches. The thing that knocks you down on your bloody knees and peels back that layer of skin, the tender one that’s never seen the light of day, Continue reading

3 Surprising Facts About Public Speaking That No One Ever Tells You

As you squint against the oppressive rays targeting your exposed, defenseless body from the merciless bulbs above, you can feel tiny drops of sweat gathering at your hairline, and you know what will happen next. The fire will continue to reign down from above, and those little tears will turn into roaring streams as they cascade down your face, slip over the ledge of your chin and plummet down your chest and into your belly button.

You wonder why a sunny day never feels this insufferable. It’s as if each ray is a member of the audience glaring at you, arms crossed, expecting you to do something. You’d give anything to be a guest right now, staring back at you, comfortably and perhaps a bit bored waiting to be entertained. Best of all, you’d be the one in darkness, safe in your shroud looking out into the light. 

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Countdown to Christmas

As my favorite holiday season kicked-off, I settled-in for another hectic week, the kind that has become annoyingly typical this year: too many commitments squeezed into each inflexible 24-hour day, a problematic reliance on my perceived infallibleness and a false assumption that I am capable of successfully executing this absurd agenda.

Looking at my calendar, I observed how completely I had filled each millisecond, ensuring that every step I took marched toward an ultra-specific goal. But as the weekend approached, the same fatigue from all the weeks before began dragging me down, and I was, quite visibly, coming apart at the seams. Continue reading