Category Archives: Viable Paradise

It’s official. I’m sick. I know this because my coworkers have replaced the “Illin’” post-it on my cubicle with the “Moderately Ill” post-it. It’s the lack of sleep and extended travel. Gets me every single time. I’ve got less than … Continue reading →

I’m back in San Diego. Sitting in Lestats, surrounded by people I don’t know. Some are reading. Others writing. One even has a banjo (is that Brust?! Oh, wait. No. Dammit). I’ve been trying to compose this post in my … Continue reading →

It’s after midnight and I’m trying a different tactic to get to sleep tonight by giving a brief forum to my thoughts instead of letting them clump up in my forebrain until after 3AM. I have been at Viable Paradise … Continue reading →

I’m going to forget something. Every single time I go somewhere, I forget something. It’s usually something small or redundant – something that would make my life slightly easier if I had remembered to stick the fucker in the suitcase … Continue reading →

I’m leaving Friday for Boston to spend some time with friends before heading down to Martha’s Vineyard for the Viable Paradise workshop. I’ve been trying to head off the nerves I know are coming with the workshop by keeping busy/not … Continue reading →

I should start with the biggest news, which is that I got into the Viable Paradise workshop! I would try and describe how excited I am about this, or how that excitement is dampened because I have to wait for … Continue reading →