In Defense of DawdlingOn my way into the gym for my weekly swim, I watched as a local school bus pulled up to the drop-off and pick-up spot, where parents can...
Love-hate networkingLast night I found out what it means to love networking. Okay, maybe I’m going a little too far. How about, I learned that networking...
"Your writing sucks!"Years ago, I belonged to a writer’s group. We had come together after a writing workshop based on the book “Writing Without Teachers,” by...
The benefit of the doubtSometimes I can be really, really wrong. At a community meeting in the town where I once lived, there was a woman—in her early 50s, I...