Procrastination Still Produces

I’m a terrible procrastinator, which means that I am astonishingly good at it. There is a huge difference between those who procrastinate, and those who are just plain lazy. Holding off on doing something until the last minute inspires a different wavelength. Pen gets to the page, and from there
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A Living Thing

Parsing through the paper this last weekend I came across a rather spot-on piece in the Theater section, of all places, written by a familiar name: Mike Birbiglia Over the course of two years I’ve performed “The New One” in 60 cities in three countries and I’m still making changes.
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Journaling – A Year In

A year ago I started journaling daily. On purpose. With purpose.  In the 8th grade chemistry I was granted one of those composition notebooks that everyone in the high school movies seems to have. It was expressly for lab notes, but I liked the shape and the weight of it. I
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Paper

100% of my living I made online by punching on a keyboard so uniform characters can appear in various little content managers all over the world. It surprises some people how much paper I rely on.  Paper, tree pulp processed down into thin sheets that are then scattered in various
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We Used To Be Afficionados

As we look forward to our move, we purge corners of the house that we have forgotten about. The two of us only have the 850 some odd square feet, but it is loaded with cabinets and corners and cubbies which are rarely thumbed through.  I dread what’s above me,
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Newsprint still leaves stains

When Lester Holt comes on the air, the first words out of his mouth are “Breaking News…”. Every day is breaking. No wonder we can’t stop watching. The bed sheets have that tired feeling that happens after a weekend of rest. Sunday mornings the last of it is ruined –
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Would You Send That?

I throw away a lot of mail. Most of it gets dropped into the little box nailed to the front of my house. The nice enough guy in the light blue uniform means well yet I can’t help but wonder if he, too, knows that most of what he delivers
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What We’re Meant To Write

I buy a lot of books through the Kindle app, where they are promptly downloaded and forgotten. I would read more in bed, but there is the boogeyman idea out there that doing so will corrupt your sleep. So the books live there collecting digital dust until I get the
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