A graphic designer told recently about how he had once bought a bunch of new notebooks that were crisp and clear, and a joy to own. Then he sat the books aside and didn’t draw anything in them. He didn’t want to ruin their perfect blank pages. He shared the story with a group of … Continue reading Note to self: don’t fear the blank page, keep creating
I would have liked to have known my father when he was alive the way I’m getting to know him now, six years after he passed away. When I set out to write his life story in late 2013, I started without doing any research and the stories just flowed out of me and onto … Continue reading Three things I’ve learned while writing about a loved one
Certainty sounds like something rock solid and immovable – something upon which you can depend. In reality it’s ephemeral. Yet human beings love the idea of certainty and when we’re thrust into situations of change and uncertainty, it feels like a test. Sometimes it even feels like punishment.
One year. 52 weeks. 365 days. Despite the best of intentions, the occasional pang of guilt and fleeting flashes of inspiration, that’s how long it’s been since my last blog. In the past few weeks, I decided that had to change. Perhaps that’s because the anniversary of the unexpected event that prompted me to start … Continue reading What a difference a year makes
If you place any faith at all in birth order as a predictor of personality traits, then perhaps it was inevitable that I would be the one to attempt to write the story of my father’s life? In our family it’s more difficult than some families to assign birth order because we're a combined family. … Continue reading Same Dad, different stories