On alcohol, mood boosters, and not writing

Remarkably, it was only when I started to study Experiences and Design that I realized the glaringly evident biological fact: mood can affect our perceptions and actions. If we're in a good mood, we tend to be more generous, forgiving, and perceive positively ambiguous situations. Hashtag epiphany. Yay. This is how mood disorders set off … Continue reading On alcohol, mood boosters, and not writing

Of pants and mannequins

If you’re wondering how I’m getting on with my daily writing challenge, my dearies, this is what it looks like. Those chicken soup gems I poop out are few and far between. Usually they’re just a snarl of thoughts snarling from the page gnarling to be seen. So this is to document to you, that … Continue reading Of pants and mannequins

In praise of letters

I have long fantasized a life of epistolary communion with those I love the most in this world. There is intimacy and vulnerability in the eager anticipation of sitting down on a Sunday morning by a window-side desk looking out into a day breaking, readying oneself to compose deep and unembellished thoughts, which one prepares … Continue reading In praise of letters

Welcome to me.

TJK; I doubt y'alls are actually reading this, but if you are, hey - welcome to me. I have been a writer only in the most technical sense - that words are tipsily tapped out from beneath my thumbs in a tangle of thoughts, all of it me. But I am not a writer in … Continue reading Welcome to me.

On Writing

I’m trying to become a better writer. Consider it a mid-year resolution, or more appropriately a quarter-year aspiration, since it’s neither mid-year nor was there any resolve involved. I’ve been thinking about developing a hobby, and writing is a close as it comes – a craft, a thing, a time sink into which I happily … Continue reading On Writing