At the beginning of this year when I decided to try to figure out why I wasn’t making progress on my novel-writing dream, by acknowledging it as an elephant-in-the-room and naming said elephant Erma so that I could talk to her, little did I know how my bizarre approach would work. I knew it would…
In England, all the tube stations have signs and disembodied voices repeating the refrain “mind the gap!” over and over, warning people of that space between the train platform and the train car. That they so consistently and unceasingly remind people to “mind the gap” says that that gap is dangerous. Beware, lest you fall….
At the beginning of this year, in order to help me figure out why I wasn’t making progress on my writing-for-years-never-finished novel, I decided to recognize the elephant-in-the-room of my mind that represented this unfinished dream. I named her Erma. And decided to talk to her, get to know her, and see what insights I…
This post is part of the Elephant Coffee Klatch series, where I get to know the creative “elephant in the room” of my subconscious. My “elephant” is a looming, unrealized dream that lingers in the back of my mind, the one I try to ignore but that won’t let me be. The Klatch is about…
You know, no one ever tells you that when you have started to chase a dream, I mean really going for it and not just thinking about it or planning it, that it means you’re going to have to deal with anxiety. A lot of anxiety. For me, that currently-living-it dream is having my own…
This post is part of the Elephant Coffee Klatch series, where I get to know the creative “elephant in the room” of my subconscious. My “elephant” is a looming, unrealized dream that lingers in the back of my mind, the one I try to ignore but that won’t let me be. The Klatch is about…
This post is part of the Elephant Coffee Klatch series, where I get to know my creative “elephant in the room” and invite you to join me by getting to know yours. Our “elephants” are those looming, unrealized dreams we harbor in the back of our minds, the ones we try to ignore but that…
This might be the Year of the Rabbit, but to me, it’s the Year of the Elephant. Because I have an elephant in my room. She stands there, silent but looming; not menacing, but not going away, either. She just is. Large, gray, intimidating. I try to ignore her. Goodness knows I’ve tried, for many…
