Rick Rubin for writers If you don’t know who Rick Rubin is, don’t feel too bad. If you click on his name, you’ll find the link to his bio on Encyclopedia Brittanica. So, there you go. I bought his book. Not the one in the photo above. That is from the library, hence all […]
Tag: the writing mind
Work on it
The chain is broken Melted in the flame of my knowledge. Turning his face from the fruit, He needs nothing; Work In a week I am going to set up my book table at the Cincinnati Coffee Festival. Last year I was there as a humble coffee lover with one novel to […]
More leave ins for the mind I left behind
I feel like any value or use found in a post called a leave in for the mind, will still have value a couple years after it was posted. That is the point, isn’t it? I posted these leave ins a couple years ago, and feel like they hold up. See what you think. 1. […]
10 thoughts to think over
Ten thoughts I wrote down “Don’t translate, answer.” Those were the instruction from my Russian professor in college. He wanted his students to answer his questions posed in Russian as responses, not having taken the extra step to translate from Russian to English to Russian to answer. I have something similar in mind with […]
Take me to the river
Take me to the river This works for me. It really does. I have been tossing my attachments log into the Ohio River for at least five years now. It surprised me when I checked on the archives of the blog to see that I had only posted about it one other time. Perhaps […]
The grind for your mind
My double espresso is pouring slowly and with intent into my favorite doppio cup. It is not yet five in the morning. In a few minutes I will go outside to sit and write or journal to the birds chirping up in the branches, still unseen, as it will be too dark My mind wants […]
a thought on meditation
Meditation in school My first real attempts at meditation took place several years ago at the School of Metaphysics in Indianapolis. The School was actually a house converted to function as a classroom, meeting room, and sanctuary. It worked. It “felt” different as soon as you stepped inside and shut to door on the […]
van Gogh, my go-to
I went to see Exhausted Paint with my son. It was a fine way to spend a Sunday afternoon. I won’t tell you what I thought of the actual play. That is more something on my end, I admit. But it is impossible for anyone else to sit in my seat, next to my […]
Practice
“We’re talking about practice.” – Allen Iverson Allen Iverson’s quote about is best listened to. His tone is disdainful and dismissive of practice. After all, people didn’t pay to see Allen Iverson practice. I just estimated that over the last nine years when I began to practice yoga in earnest that I have completed 2,700 […]
Chicken fried pancakes
I’m at the supermarket standing still and slack jawed in aisle 8. I’m staring at the shopping list that I have on a small clipboard clutched in my right hand. I started comprising this very list on Thursday night in preparation for the ritual Saturday morning shopping trip. Thursday evening while in front of the TV, […]