The Best Advice So Far - losing track of why

losing track of why

Saturday afternoon, I cheated. Well, OK. What I mean is that I cheated on my self-imposed low-carb diet and got a ham, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich at a local joint. With bread. English muffin, to be exact. It was snowing like gangbusters, and my feet were wet and cold. So sue me if I wanted…


The Best Advice So Far - traffic

traffic

You’re a contestant on an episode of Family Feud. You’re starting the round, facing off against your opponent, your palm hovering tensely above the buzzer. The host presents the next challenge: “One hundred people surveyed, top five answers on the board … Name something that causes people to feel…


The Best Advice So Far - fear two

fear: two

The previous post wound up being a sort of flight of ideas on fear. I had no intention of taking it further than that when I hit “Publish” last week. But the theme of fear has continued to rear its … well … rather common head in the time since then. So it seems worthwhile to take another walk on…


The Best Advice So Far - fear

fear

Today, if I’m being honest, I'm not exactly sure where I'm headed with things. I’m starting with a broad topic: fear. But beyond that, it’s all vague notions at this point, shifting shadows on the walls. Or maybe it is clear notions — just too many of them. All I can do is invite you to buckle…


The Best Advice So Far - eating my words

eating my words

I was in a hurry. I had company coming any minute and realized that I was out of a few things. So I dashed out to the closest grocery store, had the car door open before I’d even turned off the ignition, and made a beeline for the entrance. However, once I’d traversed the crosswalk and arrived at…


The Best Advice So Far - what not to say

what not to say

I always seem to have some crazy story or other to tell, don’t I? I was asked a thoughtful question recently, as my birthday nears: “What would you like to see more of and less of in the year ahead. After The Zinc Fiasco of 2015/2016 and last month’s visit to Death’s door (aka, The Black Pill…


The Best Advice So Far - poison

poison

A few weeks back, I nearly died. I don’t mean this in any figurative sense. I. Nearly. Died. I didn’t write about it close to the event, because it felt a bit glib to do so at the time. But now that we’re a few weeks out, I’m more of the mindset that “all’s well that ends well.” What’s more, I…


The Best Advice So Far - golden ticket

golden ticket

I've got a golden ticket I've got a golden chance to make my way And with a golden ticket, it's a golden day ...   OK, so the ticket wasn’t golden. It was orange. And it wasn’t a free ride to the Chocolate Factory. It was a $40 ride to the poorhouse. I drove up to Boston recently, to take…


The Best Advice So Far - Beauty ... or the Beast - Belle and Beast dancing

beauty ... or the beast

At the ripe old age of 87, my Nana (now nearly 93), did something she’d never done before in her adult life. She danced. ***** Recently, I saw the new live-action film version of Disney’s Beauty and the Beast (OK, fine, maybe I’ve seen it twice already). And I’m finding my brain churning on…


The Best Advice So Far: Making the Cut (Negativity) - picture of studio microphone with audiobook cover

making the cut (negativity)

I finished recording the tracks for The Best Advice So Far this week, and I've begun the editing process. There's a ton I want to share with you about the process itself — and about the number of times I'd have quit already, if it weren't for advice from my own book and blog kicking my butt.…