My soul exhales words; my fingertips are lung cells.

The Unexpected Gift of Your Creative Brainchild

Nobody reads my book in one sitting.   It just dawns on me that my book is not a page turner. No one reads it cover to cover all at once. All of the feedback I’ve received has been, “Reading your book slowly, very deep and needs to be read gently,” or “Very indulgent, I […]

No One Should Care What You Have To Say

September 2018, in the umpteenth attempt yet again to write my book, I grumpily asked myself, “Who needs to read this book anyway? Why should anyone care about what I have to say?” It was an early morning, and I was sitting in bed looking out to the back garden through the glass window. As […]