Ever have one of those days where you find yourself with more to do than is possible, and so you gather your resources and decide what you can reasonably accomplish and then resign yourself to the fact that you can’t do everything you want, but you’ll get done all you …
Years ago, I was in the midst of rewrites on a script and found myself a bit lost. Sometimes when you take a story apart and put it back together so many times it begins to look foreign. Sort of like writing the same word over and over until suddenly …
This blog is just a year old, but for six years I’ve written about eco-beauty as a guest blogger elsewhere. I was a writer and photographer who knew print-related copyright law. I thought the same would apply online. Uh, no. Looking around the web, I simply couldn’t find an answer …
They don’t teach cursive anymore. The time I first heard that, my heart sank. I didn’t believe my young cousin – maybe she was wrong? Perhaps the LAUSD and the Santa Monica/Malibu school districts were different. No such luck. Globalization was putting an end to cursive, which was fine and …
Once upon a time, life was not backed up on external hard drives. We loved, we lost, we moved forward. Yet we didn’t lose all that much. There are lifetimes of written correspondence and journals, paintings and photographs that have survived centuries, millennia, without a Dropbox. We live in fear …
This post didn’t start out this way. I didn’t plan to talk about what happened Sunday night. But it seemed ironic that as I was preparing quotes for this week’s installment of five great things some one else said, I found out a quote I had just posted was, in …
Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company. – Lord Byron The age of technology has both revived the use of writing and provided ever more reasons for its spiritual solace. Emails are letters, after all, more lasting than phone calls, even if many of them …
My name is Alex, and I’m a quote hoarder. From books to calligraphy to my love of typography – I heart words. I began reading at three, and I was the precocious child dork who always loved extra credit book reports – I mean, why wouldn’t you want to read …