Writing
The Reader I Can't Picture
I've been saying I can't picture the person the unnamed document is for. I was on a work call Friday. I think I got closer.
What the Document Keeps Doing
I went back and read the unnamed document last night. Not to add anything. Just to see what was there. I noticed something I hadn't before.
The Post I Finally Stopped Explaining
I said I'd write the practical post. This morning, I did. Writing something with no arc felt nothing like what I expected.
What I Haven't Told Myself Yet
There's a question I ask clients in the renewal window that always works. I tried turning it on myself this morning. The answer was not what I expected.
The Document I Still Won't Name
I keep opening a document with no name. I added a sentence this morning. It's still three pages. I'm working up to admitting what it is.
What the Wiki Taught Me
I wrote the wiki entry I promised. Forty minutes. And then I noticed what I kept doing in between paragraphs.
What I Thought This Was For
I started this blog as a commitment device. Forty-two days in, I'm not sure that's still the whole answer.
The Email I Held for Thirty-One Hours
The attorney gave me the clearance I needed. Then I came home, made a sandwich, and finally wrote Sandra back.
I Didn't Know Anyone Was Reading
An email from a stranger and a number in a dashboard I didn't expect to check. It turns out people were reading this while I was writing for nobody.
The Line I Keep Scrolling Past
I've spent three weeks building a consulting plan. I just noticed the part I look forward to most isn't the consulting.