Elements of a Memoir

There are times I need to go back to the basics and dive into the elements of memoir writing. One of the topics I recently reviewed a memoir video series has helped keep me on track with my writing. The recommendation:

Choose four elements of high emotion for your memoir. Write about these times and see where they fit in your work in progress. I listed more than four when I sat down to start this project. The time frame I am working on for my next memoir begins with my last year working at the Chateau Lake Louise in Alberta and then I move to Jasper Park Lodge, a sister hotel that was part of the hotel chain. The four main high emotion times that came to mind quickly:

  1. Leaving the Lake where I was comfortable to move to another hotel with a guy who I believed loved me because he said he loved me.
  2. During an employee end of summer party: Being confronted by a girl who tells you she’s been sleeping with my boyfriend for the entire summer season and he told her that he was leaving me to be with her.
  3. The same night of the staff party – I find my boyfriend kissing another girl.
  4. After months of work on healing our relationship, my boyfriend tells me he is being pursued by another hotel and will be moving to Atlanta.

It doesn’t seem real when I read these choices, but they all happened. I am sure a version of each situation listed has happened to others. I am here to share that we are not alone. We all go through “stuff” and I am here to say how I coped and survived and can tell the story now.

More Tips on Writing Memoir:

  • Create a sensory experience: Use all your senses to recreate your experiences. What did you see? What smells can you associate with? What did you touch, how did it feel?
  • Use fiction writing techniques: Memoirs must be as compelling as a best-selling novel. I found that using dialogue helps build suspense. “Show, don’t tell” by describing action rather than overloading with exposition. Using fiction techniques can help you move the story along.
  • Don’t write your whole life story: Memoirs tend to be about sections of your life, for example: my first three summers working for a luxury hotel in the heart of the Canadian Rockies was my focus.  
  • Knock their pants off: Create an emotional journey. Take your reader for a ride where they want to get to the next chapter. You need to create enough tension that draws the reader in. Invest the time and energy to share the truth and raw emotion.
  • Write every day: This may sound like an obvious statement, but if you plan on writing any kind of book, the best way to do this is to write everyday. Develop a daily routine that works for you. Writing is like working out, you have to work at it to develop the muscles. You have to write everyday to get the words on the page.

These are a few reminders for myself as well. I haven’t been able to write everyday on my memoir only to my own excuse. I write morning pages every day and then three days out of the work week I will sit down for 15 minutes or so to work on my memoir. It’s 15 minutes more than if I didn’t write. I consider any times spent on writing a win.

Thank you for being here with me today. I hope you are doing well; I love to hear from you.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

How Artist Dates Improve Your Writing

Writing can be a lonely way of life. Many people, non-writers ask if I am lonely. My response: I am alone but not lonely. The writing keeps me company.

Over ten years ago I was introduced to Julia Cameron’s, The Artist’s Way. Julia and other writers have helped me stay on my writing path. What Julia has given me are tools to keep my creative well full and one of these tools is the Artist Date.

What is an Artist Date? It is a block of time that is set aside to commit to nurturing your creative consciousness, your inner artist. The date is to be some type of excursion and only with yourself. No friends, spouses, or children. This date is to be with your inner artist, they need to be taken out, pampered and listened too. The date can be in the simplest forms, a walk along the beach, a trip to an antique or music store to look, maybe your artists want to try something different, the date is to have fun and connect with your inner artists. My favourite artists dates have been going to a cafe to write. First, I sit down and eavesdropping. I love to people watch as well, but it’s easier to be sitting at my laptop typing to over hear conversations that have sparked my imagination.

Commit to a weekly artists date and watch the self-doubter show up and try and get out of the date. Watch the fear of time spent on yourself. The ego is a sneaky old behavior that needs to be put on a permanent time-out. Listen to your inner artist and have fun.

Each date will help with gilling the creative well. When we sit down and write we are taking away from the pond, therefore we need to fill it back up. The artist date will help with this. I recently took my inner artist to a local cafe; one side is the cafe and the other side is a room with cats for adoption. It’s a great business. They book hour long time slots for people to sit in the room with the cats to enjoy their coffee and spend time with the cats. I go to the cafe to sit in the cafe side but next to the window of the cat room. I can watch the cats do their thing and when a family of four enters the room, I find myself smiling more as I watch the children get excited seeing the cats. This week there were two new kittens the children were so gentle with them. I could see mom and dad tell them to be gentle. (I assume this what they were saying because the room is enclosed, with a wall of glass to separate the rooms, you can’t hear too much from the room) As the children slowly walked up to the kittens to pet them then hug them. It was adorable. While I watching the playful events, I was intrigued by a near by conversation. There were two young women sitting at another table in the cafe. One girl was sharing some texts from who I assume is a boyfriend to the other woman. The woman was not talking softly, she seemed like she wanted the entire café to hear. To me it sounded like a nice conversation between the boy and the woman. Then the rest of the conversation was about how she wasn’t sure if she was ready to commit to one person. My depleted creative well was getting its full share of images to fill to the brim. Why? Because like a mystery, I am drawn in, leads me to ask ‘what’s next?’ or ‘what if?’ If I go down this road that I don’t normally go down, what will I see? It’s an exciting process for me and my inner artist.

After I left the cafe, I witnessed my imagination moving into overdrive. I couldn’t wait to get home and write, mostly bullet points to keep the theme of the conversation. One day I will use this moment in a story, for now it is hanging out in my pond with the other ideas swimming around gaining experience, backstory, theme, plotting and eventually into a story. Oh, how I love the creative process.

Do you take your inner artist on dates? How do you commit to your writing life? What helps you fill your creative well?

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

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When it’s time to take a break from writing

Let’s not get too carried away here. I am not taking a break from writing entirely. I made a decision to take a break from this year’s Blogging from A to Z challenge. What is this writing challenge about? During the month of April, you are blogging through the alphabet starting with the letter A and ending with the letter Z. I recommend this writing adventure, it can kick start your daily practice of writing, but also preparing, planning, and plotting skills. I am a pantser, so this challenge helped me with plotting. I was able to develop these skills over the years to help me organize my writing life a little more. If you look at my writing desk today, that would not be the case. I have piles of sticky notes, journals, and books around me for quick references. But I still take the time to plot.

My first year in 2015, I joined the day before the challenge with no theme, no concepts, no planning. I needed to boost my word count and maintain the practice of writing every day. In my second year, I planned what I would write about but I wrote the blogs on the day. I was stressing myself out with the pressure of making sure I posted every day. For the last three years, I have been planning and writing the blogs in the month of March into the early weeks of April, and felt better about the process. This year I started to think about the challenge in February. What would my theme be and realized I didn’t have the passion to enter the challenge.

My life has changed a lot in the past two years with moving across the country to start a farm, start a new job at a new hotel, then Covid-19 really slapped a whole lot of fun on the situation. Last year I entered the contest to maintain my writing routine and to learn more about microgreens, the focus of our farm life. It was an easy fit. Years past I focused on hotel life which helped me focus on the manuscript of my debut memoir, Behind the Kitchen Doors ~ The Summers. I was toying with the idea of focsuing on the hotel life for this year’s challenge theme. I am aware I have to focus on finishing my second memoir. I know myself and it’s difficult at times to admit my isms. If I enter this challenge I will make it the excuse of why I didn’t focus on my work in progress. I have been sharing my personal affirmation lately to remind me that I don’t have to to everything to look like I am doing something.

Sometimes you have to let go, to grow.

Honesly, I feel anxious about this decions, but I have made the commitment to focus on my second book and that is not up for negoation. My true self is standing up and taking over. Will I enter the writing challenge again, yes, but for now my focus and passion in on my work in progress.

For everyone who will be participating in the 2021 A o Z blogging challenge. I wish you luck and I will be cheering you on from the sidelines.

Thank you for being here with me today.

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Is A Balanced Life Attainable?

To keep my engagement relatively on point with social media I join a monthly writing challenge and see how the daily prompts trigger my creative life. On Saturday it was “Saturday Snippet” share something from your WIP. Today I shared how I felt about a balanced life and if it is attainable. I like to think so. Then life sometimes has other plans. This is where my ‘go with the flow’ mantra comes from. You can’t control certain things, but you can control how you react to the situation and move forward.

I share and write a lot about having a balanced life. What a balanced life looks like? Good question. It may look like from the observer that you have everything put together. You seem organized, time management is on point. Smiling all the time meaning you are happy and want to share the secret of success. I use to tell anyone who would listen how life is great and we need to grab ahold of our dreams and don’t let go. I would post a motivaila quote on my social media with an extra something from me, for example; Shine bring my friends! This reflected my attitude towards life. I wanted to live the life I saw myself living. Setting goals and crushing them successfully. Why wouldn’t we want to live the best life we could? And we can, but that’s a whole other topic. I was striving to maintain my work-life balance and shifted my thinking to more of my day job providing what I needed for my ideal lifestyle which is making my creative life a priority.

I thought I had it all under control. I worked for a beautiful hotel that provided me with time off when I needed to spend an extra day or three to write. I was surrounded by loving and supportive people. I was living my best life. While this was going on, my hubby and I were looking for a house on the east coast to be closer to family and start a small scale farm. One of my dreams! I wanted to live on a farm since I was a young girl when I would spend weekends at my paternal grandparents farm. Something about growing, harvesting, and preparing your own food appealed to me. I also liked that my grandparents worked for themselves. Their income came from the farm, the things they loved to do, having u-pick fields of berries, honey bees, corn, lumber to build unique pieces of furniture, baked goods, quilts, and homemade knitted mittens. Everything I witnessed was magical and creative. I use to write short stories and makeup games while helping on the farm. I thought I could do both, write and work on a farm. If my grandmother could do it, so could I.

I believe everything happens for a reason and the universe hears our prayers and intentions. Sometimes it takes years, moments, seconds for things to unfold. Sometimes you have to experience certain situations to be prepared for what you have intended. I’m sure I would have been able to figure out how to self publish a book myself, but I met a good friend through very random events and she was working on learning how to self-publish her books and after her third book and started her own book formatting business, I was ready to publish my book. She helped me every step of the way and that helped me maintain my creative and hotel life.

Then life changed very quickly two and half years ago. I published my debut memoir, we bought a house on the east coast and a year later we drove across the country to move back to Atlantic Canada. My creative life, the balanced life I thought I was living was gone. New home, new situations, new job, new drama, new everything. I realized I asked for exactly what was happening, living closer to family, our home is on a 5-acre property and the farm is well on its way. I asked for a job that would provide as my previous hotel had. It all came to fruition. I am grateful and blessed. Now to be honest.

For the past year and a half, I have struggled with a balanced life. It doesn’t help we are living during a global pandemic, but that is no excuse. I have slipped away from my creative life far enough that I see it off in the distance. It feels like creativity is at arm’s length. My new year’s intention is to get back to my creative life while I take some time to help with the farm and work at the hotel life. It is a balancing act and I am living in the moment during each moment. I am currently focusing my writing this weekend mixed with farm duties. I am embracing the amazing opportunities that are being provided to maintain and excel this beautiful creative life. Thank you universe.

How is your creative life? Do you have any speed bumps that you have overcome? How do you deal with work-life balance? I would love to hear from you.

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

A Writer’s Confession

My New Year’s intention is to make my creative life more of a priority. This means I have been focusing on my craft and more importantly my genre, memoir. I normally listen to books when I am working out and driving to work. I have a 20 – 25 minute commute to the hotel life, why not fill that time with listening to fiction, podcasts, and now, interviews with memoir writers. I am a fan of Mary Karr’s, author of three acclaimed memoirs and poetry books. I have read, The Art of Memoir, two or three times and have listened to it twice and I am about to listen to it again to get my head back into the physical writing of my second memoir.

On Wednesday, I was watching an interview with Mary and she shared a Sufi poem translated by Robert Bly. I listened to it twice and now have it printed and posted on my wall in my writing room. There is something about the words that trigger memories that I wanted to dig at but haven’t been able to. I was avoiding the flashbacks of the embarrassment of my reactions to the situations I found myself in when I was younger. The choices I made to stay with a man who was a cheater and liar use to haunt me. But as a believer in the mantra, everything happens for a reason, the choices I made were made for a reason. Creativity chose me to work through. I am the vessel to write the ideas creativity whispers to me. For the moment I know I am to write about my hotel life experiences, and the life lessons I learned while working for a luxury hotel in the heart of the Canadian Rockies. The choice to stay with a man who I adored but we were not very nice to one another for the first year and half of our relationship, was a choice that maybe many of us have lived through and I am here to share my experiences to say you are not alone. I am facing this notion each time I write, each time I pick and scratch at what the truth was in the moment it was happening.

The Radiance

I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such
We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves
birds and animals and the ants–
perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in
your mother’s womb.
Is it logical you would be walking around entirely
orphaned now?
The truth is you turned away yourself,
and decided to go into the dark alone.
Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten
what you once knew,
and that’s why everything you do has some weird
failure in it.

The first line captures me, why such rush? I am trying to catching up on the memories that flood my mind of my time working in the Canadian Rockies. I was in my early twenties and thought, I just need to get through this to get back home, back to university so I can get back to the Lake to work. What was the rush? I learned how to stop and take in the beauty of the moment and now there is no rush, however, time seems to be slipping by quickly and I am right here, exactly where I need to be. On the page, writing. The remainder of the poem strikes a cord that makes me want to cry because the words are raw and true.

Is it logical you would be walking around entirely
orphaned now?
The truth is you turned away yourself,
and decided to go into the dark alone.
Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten
what you once knew,
and that’s why everything you do has some weird
failure in it.

During that time I was with the wrong man and was not my true self. I was walking around feeling very alone because of my choices. I was embarrassed and thought others were judging me. How could I face them knowing they thought I was so innocent, yet I wasn’t so naive. I chose to avoid the truth, turn a blind eye. I got caught up with the notion of being in love, trying to control someone who couldn’t be held onto. I forgot who I was and I ignored the intuition I once was in tune with. I was floating along like a ghost. I was lost for the period of time I was tangled in love with that boy I thought would love me forever. It turned out he loved himself more and chose his own path. I once too broke up with someone and said to them, ‘I love myself too much to stay with someone who doesn’t know what they want.’ How did I forget that? How did I lose myself to one person who consumed my heart, soul, and true self?

All these memories and feelings came from first hearing this poem and then reading it over and over. It is as if my past experiences were living in between each word, each sentence of this beautifully dark poem. I am so grateful for the intentions I have set for myself and to come across a poem that I may never have come across if I didn’t make my creative life a priority.

Everything happens for a reason.

Thank you for being here with me today. I wish you all a beautiful day.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

New Year’s Resolutions. Yay or Nay?

Happy New Year my friends. How did you spend the last day of 2020? How did you ring in 2021? I went to the hotel life for a few hours to cross a few year end things off my list. I had a nap when I got home as I knew we would be up later than we normally are on a Thursday night. We enjoyed good food and set intentions for our small scale farm for 2021 and rang in the new year watching movies. Relaxing. Exactly what we needed. 2020 was busy for us and we welcome a night off everyone so often.

With a new year upon us, the question is do we still set new year’s resolutions? I don’t have resolutions I have intentions. I use to write down the typical resolutions when I was younger. Lose weight, because in high school that’s what I thought about, I stood back and watched the popular girls and think they were cool because they were thin and had Esprit jeans. (I roll my eyes and laugh) If I knew what I know now, my high school experience would have been easier on my emotional well being.

Intentions: something that you want and plan to do

My intention for 2021 is to put my writing life first. I was on the cusp of a work-life balance when we lived in Victoria, BC. It took me almost six years to prioritize my writing life and when I stepped back to let creativity take over, everything fell into place. Like it always does and I know this, but the ego doesn’t like this and has slithered its way back into my life where my writing life is now third on my priority list. Not good.

I have become more of a planner over the years. I know my time management is not great, I know procrastination is my middle name and I know I can easily say, ‘I’ll finish writing that chapter tomorrow.’ Now I will be saying, I’ll finish that chapter now, so I can start a new one right away. I will stay seated at my desk in my writing room that I have intended for years. I have been blessed with rentals with a cozy writing room and now our home has three bedrooms. One of them is now my space with books everywhere but the bookshelves, bullet journal material to work on each month, vision boards that tell my story, and my goals.

My focus is to finish my second memoir in the hospitality memoir series I have intended over four years ago. My debut memoir, Behind The Kitchen Doors ~ The Summers, was self-published in September of 2018. It is time to share the second memoir, Behind The Kitchen Doors ~ The Winters, where I share my experiences of working for a luxury hotel in the heart of the Canadian Rockies. There are some experiences I am struggling with, do I share everything? There are some things I will keep back but I will share the times I overcame difficulty because the theme of the book is self-growth. And just like that, I have answered my own question through the power of writing. This is why I write. To get to the truth. To overcome the ego’s doubts and let my true self shine bright.

The power of intetion is more than planning and doing the thing you want to do. I manifest my intentions. I see myself writing. I see my book on the bookshelves of a book store, virtual and traditionally. I see people reading my books and sharing their reviews and asking when the next book will be out. This is happening right now. I will recieve a message from a few of my readers asking about the next book. They want to know more about the secret life of hotel employees. I get it. My intentions are telling me exactly what I asked for. So I better get to it.

Do you set intentions or resolutions? What are you putting first on your priority list for 2021? I would love to hear from you.

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

Three Tips to Take Care of You

The holiday season is upon us and it is a very different feeling in the age of Covid-19.

For the past 25 years I have been away from home for the holidays. Last year I was grateful to have my parents drive from Nova Scotia to spend a couple of days with us over the holidays. We also had a lovely visit over the Thanksgiving weekend. Then the Atlantic bubble closed. First PEI shared they were closing their borders to the rest of the bubble, then Newfoundland then Nova Scotia to New Brunswick and vice versa. The closure happened within a blink of an eye. The cases in each province started to rise quickly and each chief officer of health made the best decision for all of us. The Atlantic provinces have been very fortunate with number of cases of the novel virus. We’ve even been called the safest provinces in Canada. I would be so bold to say in North America with the facts of how many cases and travesties in the United States. I don’t mean to upset anyone, it’s just that we all see and hear the news and it is hard to ignore the updates of Covid everyday.

Two weeks ago when Fredericton went back to the orange phase I felt depleted. I was experiencing Covid burnout. There was a lot going on and I was done with all the news revolving around Covid. I know I have shared this before and I now am over the feelings of acedia, a paradoxical combination of jangling nerves and vague lack of purpose. Ouch. But it is true. We are all feeling the rattle of nerves being displaced all over the place. I feel it and I’m sure you do too. It’s okay to have these feelings, it’s hard to ignore. But what are we to do now?

Take a deep breath and move forward. Take one step at a time and take time for yourself.

Meditate. Meditation is proven to lower stress and anxiety and improve self-awareness. You can find beginner meditation apps on any smartphone or laptop.

I have been meditating for over 10 years and I notice a difference in the way I don’t reacte to situation as I use to. I have been meditating more these days to help me with those displaced feelings and I am grateful for this tool to help with staying right here and now. To be in the moment and be grateful for the present.

Eat healthy. I know what you are thinking. You hear this all the time and possibly roll your eyes. But it is true. What you put in your body reflects how you feel.

Watch how you feel when you eat a mountain of startches versus a plate of salad with lots of leafy greens and microgreens. My hubby and I are 85% plant-based (because we eat fish and dairy) but before we made the conscious decision to stop eating meat I would feel terrible after eating meat and any processed foods. My body felt bloated and heavy. I didn’t like the feeling at all.

When we started to eat more vegetarian recipes we both noticed how much more energy we had. How the sugar cravings dissolved. Those 3pm sugar snack attacks at work were replaced with raw veggies. Food does make a difference in your overall wellbeing. I am happy to send you some easy plant-based recipes to try out. Feel free to email me to ask for a recipe at marionann.berry@gmail.com

Take Time for You. This means taking 20 minutes to yourself, longer if you can. If you have a family let me know about ‘your time’. Put it on a calendar in the kitchen or on the fridge, sent a message reminder, make sure they know you are taking time for yourself. Yes, be selfish to take care of yourself. My husband and I are childless by choice. We have our farm business, I am striving to write full time and we have a kitten. This doesn’t mean I can lock my door without notification. I communicate every week what I will be doing every Sunday and though it is my regular routine, it is nice to share with your partner what you are doing to maintain your sanity. I am a GM for a hotel and sometimes I have high-stress days that I manage with meditation, but at the end of the week, I want to lock myself in my writing room and unplug from everything. Guess what? It is okay to do that. I use to stress out over taking time for myself. But when I noticed everyone around me talking about taking time for themselves I thought, ‘then why can’t I?’ and now I do. I feel so much better when I take the time to take care of myself.

I am not saying any of these suggestions are for everyone. You have to do what works best for you. The key word is you. Please let me know if you have any suggestions of maintaining your wellbeing. I love to hear from you.

Thank you for being here with me today.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…

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An Authors Trap

the action of delaying or postponing something.

I have been going back and forth with the themes of my posts lately. I am reflecting on what my life looks like at the moment. I am a woman who works a full-time job as a General Manager of a hotel, I am helping my husband with our small scale farm and squeezing in writing whenever there is a free moment. If I can write every day for at least 10 – 15 minutes then I have written more than I would have then not written. This is my life and though I once wholeheartedly believed in a work-life-balance, I’m not so sure there is a balance. There is only this moment and what you do in this moment counts.



The ego likes to judge from the outside and point fingers at me. I sometimes pay attention, other times I ignore the ego and keep moving forward. I hear the ego thinking, well you’ve just worked 9 hours at the hotel, it’s time to go home make dinner and sit on the sofa again until it’s time for bed.                                                     I admit this does happen a few days of the week and my old behavior, the one that was comfortable with this scenario will step up and take over. But the true self, the one who knows what it feels like to write and being the creative gap can not go back to that life of sitting on the sofa every night watching some Netflix drivel when I have my own stories to write and share. I’m not saying all Netflix shows are bad, it’s when you chose to sit down and watch ‘How I met your mother’ series for the tenth time. There is no excuse for this type of behavior in my creative life.

I may sound a little harsh, but I have to be. I am the only one who is going to write my books. Creativity may not be able to wait for me for much longer and whisper the version of the story to another writer. Creativity is patient, but it is also logical and knows when it’s time to move on. So do I. So it’s time to move on from this procrastination that I seem to be stuck in. Yet, when I sit down and start to write the self-doubt and blame go out the window. I am here on the page and that is all that matters.

Thank you for being here with me today. How is your creative life? What are you doing to get out of the procrastination rut? I love hearing from you.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…


How Writing Conquor’s Residence

Resistance is Implacable

Resistance is like the Alien or the Terminator or the shark in Jaws. It cannot be reasoned with. It understands nothing but power. It is an engine of destruction, programmed from the factory with one object only: to prevent us from doing our work. Resistance is implacable, intractable, indefatigable. Reduce it to a single cell and that cell will continue to attack. This is Resistance’s nature. It’s all it knows. ~ Steven Pressfield, The War of Art


I have had the past week off from the hotel life and I will tell that I had a list of great intentions of writing, working on my second memoir, tinker with my website, get the farm newsletter set up, and sent out. My vision of moving into the creative life was my top priority. I crave to be writing. Creativity has chosen me to work through. I am the vessel to tell stories through.

Resistance took over…

Resistance is not out to get you personally. It doesn’t know ho you are and doesn’t care. Resistance is a force of nature. It acts objectively. Though it feels malevolent, Resistance in fact operates with the indifference of rain and transits the heavens by the same laws as the stars. When we marshal our forces to combat Resistance, we must remember this.

Like Steven Pressfield said, Resistance is like a force of nature and takes over because that’s what it wants. Every day my intentions of writing were swept away by Resistance. I had planned on running errands but what I didn’t’ plan for was the hotel life contacting me almost every day on my time off. Don’t get me wrong, I am aware as the General Manager and I am on call 24/7, however, I, meaning the overthinker/ego, really thought I could take a week off without interruption. I thought I prepared for my absence, but no, I clearly have some work to do when I return to the office. That’s all I will say about that. What I wanted to share was the way I reacted and how I watched Resistance slip in and take over. It was full-on Alien/Terminator/Jaws all at once. I was consumed by not writing and it showed up in my reactions when my goals and intentions were crushed. I was a five-year-old whose ice-cream dropped on the ground and I was so mad, I could see the child within crying, stomping feet, pouty face. Wow, was I ever a mess of emotions.          All fingers point back to Resistance.

Resistance and Procrastination

Procrastination is the most common manifestation of Resistance because it’s easier to rationalize. We don’t tell ourselves, “I’m never going to write my symphony.” Instead, we say, “I am going to write y symphony; I’m just going to start tomorrow.”

Steven Pressfield is right. Deep down I was doing the same thing for the past five days. Somewhere I was thinking, ‘There is always tomorrow.” then my sassy-alter-ego says, ‘there is no tomorrow, finish writing that book!’ It’s true, there may not be a tomorrow or a version of a tomorrow that we are use to. Look where we are with COVID-19. So where does this leave me? Well, I have to say that I did a lot of writing on Friday and for the rest of the weekend I will be hiding in my writing room. There is no more time to think that I can finish this next book “tomorrow”.  There is simply no more time to waste. Time to get back to the writing.

And to Resistance: you stay in your corner and I’ll stay in mine…writing.

Thank you for being here with me today. How do you deal with resistance? I would love to hear from you. When we share, we grow and progress is good for the creative soul.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…



Common Problems Creativity Can Solve

Are you tired, stressed, or feeling like your stuck in a rut? I have been down each of these roads and the one thing that gets me out of my funk is creativity.

cre·a·tiv·i·ty noun

the use of the imagination or original ideas, especially in the production of an artistic work.

Anytime I put pen to paper and start putting words down the magic starts to happen. The ego struggles and wants to list things to complain about the human experience but creativity has another objective and it is to share a story.

When it comes to writing about your stress or any other problem, creativity can pull you out of the black hole of focusing on the negative and take you to the other side of the door and shows you the way out of the darkness.                                                      For example: start to write about why you are stress, why do you think you’re stressed, where does the stress live in your body, where does stress take over in your life. This is your experience and the blank page is there for you to dump all the thoughts of your mind onto. It’s okay to write, I’m stressed…over an over again, line after line. It may take 20 lines of writing the same words over and over again or two lines and then all of a sudden you start to write about more than the words, I’m stressed, you might start to write, I’m stressed because I don’t like my job, or I’m stressed because I know I drink too much, or I’m stressed because I have a big presentation due and I’m afraid to fail…the excuses start to flow onto the page as the ego wants to list things to justify why you may feel stressed.

The next thing that may happen is when you write about your stress, something else is unveiled.                                                                                                                                    For Example, I am stressed because I don’t like my job because it is taking me away from what I really want to be doing, I know I have so much to offer and if I only had the time to work on my art then I would be able to leave the job that consumes my time. You see where this is headed? Writing has started to unravel what you need to see to make the steps to move closer to your passions and goals. You are no longer stuck in the rut because you have been totally honest on the page and why is that? No one else is watching, it’s you and creativity being completely open to what your heart sings for.

How to start this process

Find yourself a notebook or journal, a pen or pencil you love, and start with one word and go from there. I know it sounds easier said than done, but trust me, put some words down and keep writing words down, and then you will find yourself writing more and more about your true feelings.

I hope this helps you with your writing journey. I am happy to help out where I can. I am a cheerleader for creativity!

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing…