If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
I was working on my next brain chain yesterday, and I hit a wall. I was groping for and snatching at ideas. The links didn't feel as organic or as appropriate as those in my previous brain chains, and I balked. I sensed I was making a mistake, pushing. Forcing something that should flow. Then... Continue Reading →
A post about being kept from our goals by our own doubts got me thinking about the power — good and bad — of expectations. Expectations help me define my goals and motivate me to meet them. At the same time, expectations about the outcome of a project or how others will receive it can completely undermine... Continue Reading →
I know Anne Lamott doesn't say that perfectionism ruins everything. She says your writing. But my experience is that it can ruin anything you are trying to do, from cooking dinner to painting a sunset. Perfectionism can tie me up in knots so tight I don't even start. It's one of the reasons I'm such... Continue Reading →
