The Sophia Project

Some days, it’s just so easy to go off the rails.  As a writer, my world consists of two distinct dimensions: first, the heart-felt, soul-based, dig-deep-into-the-dirt storytelling that lights me up and gives my life purpose. Second, the pragmatic, techie details of the InterWebs that are fun, interesting, and pretty necessary but aren’t the true [...]

Today, I screwed up. I mean really screwed up. About nine months ago, I agreed to teach a full-day workshop for a local agency. I marked the date on my calendar, March 8, 2013, signed the contract, and went about the business of my life. Two weeks ago, I started prepping for the workshop. I [...]

Why can’t life just be easy?  I say these words to myself when I’m stressed or afraid. When big, new creative projects appear before me and I question whether I’m up to the task. When the work to be done seems to outnumber the hours available to do it. I gaze longingly at the stack [...]

Dear driver of the car in front of me going 35 in a 55 zone:  First, my apologies. As you slowly merged into my lane, I spoke rather harshly at you. “A little more slowly, please,” I muttered sarcastically to your tail lights. To the silhouette of you, small and hunkered in the driver’s seat [...]

Riding through the countryside of North Carolina in my man-friend’s pickup truck this past weekend, I read this on a church sign: Thank you, God, for the unknown blessings that are already on their way.  Isn’t it a comfort to think about all those blessings out there, floating like mist over the surface of a [...]

I was nine years old when my eyesight began to fail. I sat in the back row of Ms. Schiffanelli’s fourth grade class and squinted at the blackboard in an attempt to bring the chalk words into focus, to remove the fuzzy outline from the numbers and letters printed there. Ms. Schiffanelli noticed my squinting, [...]

I hate being lost.  The quickest way for me to have a full-on emotional meltdown is to find myself lost in a strange city, or even worse, in my own hometown on the way to an appointment. I become the embodiment of irrational road-rage, pounding the steering wheel and yelling at hapless drivers to get [...]