I feel lost. I know what I want to write about. I’ve written bits and pieces. But it won’t gel. I’ve tried stepping back to take a break, to gain a better perspective. What is this story about? Normally, all it takes is a shower. I stand under the shower head, water streaming down my … Read more
I don’t jump out of the bath, nor do I run around town naked. I don’t even take baths—I take showers. But this morning’s eureka moment, like Archimedes’, took place while I was relaxing under water, or in my case, a stream of water, a shower. In fact, the vast majority of my eureka moments … Read more
I itched to turn on my heel and rejoin my family on the beach, but the thought of driving home in a hot car, squashed between my brothers, sticky with sweat and sea salt, the sand working its way into every orifice… I peered into the crowded cavernous room, searching for a free spot. Skinny … Read more