Bedtime Stories
Once upon a lifetime that seems far, far away, I met a psychotherapist. She seemed nice enough. She asked me what I do for fun. I told her that I write. Let me just say, I was thrilled that she…
Category: The Writing Life
No Day at the Beach
Go Figure: Musings from the Mind of Rob Wilstein It was just past two o’clock on a Sunday afternoon in mid-November, the sun not shining, the cool of the day a harbinger of winter. The wheels of the rented mid-size…
14 Things the 2013 Red Sox Dream Team Can Teach Writers
As a writer, I am always looking for ways to flex my metaphorical muscles. In reading about the Red Sox team and their unlikely (by their previous year’s record) 2013 World Series championship, I couldn’t help notice some of the…
So, How’s Your Book?
Today in the car, my 12-year old daughter turned to me and said, “So, how’s your book?” She phrased the question like she was asking me about a person. The personification felt particularly apt since this book is like her…
She’s a Full-Time Worker in Love with a Part-Time Gig
I don’t know a lot of people who write full time, only people who wish that they could. The reality of mortgages or rent, cupcake expenditures and socks without holes tends to relegate those wishes to the fantasy worlds we…
The Past is Perfect
Go Figure: Musings from the Mind of Rob Wilstein Do you love to exercise? Do you crave the horrible gasping for breath, cold sweat, light-headed, skin-tingling terror of being thrown from the treadmill or sideswiped by the next eighteen-wheeler on…