1. A list captures thoughts quickly before they escape into the ether. Thoughts are slippery little devils, after all. 2. When you start making a list, word-association becomes a common by-product, leading to creative tangents that sometimes prove to be exactly the thing you were looking for. 3. Writing a list makes you look busy, […]
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Postcards from New York City
The cabbie, with one hand pressed firmly on the horn and the other making exasperated gestures, crammed his way between a city bus and a gray Rolls Royce while keeping up a running Senegalese-accented and highly colorful dialogue with a colleague on the phone. Dirty snow from last week’s storm fought with piles of black […]
Sundance Stories
One of the perks of living near Salt Lake City is getting to experience the Sundance Film Festival as a local. As a local, I don’t have to battle parking on Park City’s tiny uphill-both-ways mining-town streets, pay exorbitant prices for a hotel room, or even have to upgrade my wardrobe to consist entirely of […]
There Are Libraries
There are libraries. And then, there are libraries. A couple of weeks ago, I found myself at a business meeting in Boston. (Okay, I didn’t just wake up and find myself there. That sounds like the start of a thriller movie starring Scarlett Johannson. I actually booked the flight and flew there on purpose. Better? […]
10 Signs You Weren’t Too Old to Attend Last Night’s Punk Rock Concert
By Kelley Lindberg I can’t get enough of these guys! The Offspring at The Complex, Salt Lake City 2014 1. You’re proud of yourself for standing for 5 hours because it was general admission. 2. You made it home with both shoes. (Not everyone did.) 3. You survived the mosh-pit circle, which you accidentally got shoved […]
Alone But Not Lonely
Yesterday, I got the wind knocked out of my writing sails. This morning, a writing friend breathed a little wind back into my sails and got my rudder pointed in the right direction again. This is why I have writing friends. I know writing is supposed to be a lonely profession. I know I’m supposed […]
