Tags: My Life

A walk in Gramercy Park

A walk in Gramercy Park

She had me at: “...A lot of what I’ve been thinking about on my own personal journey is kind of how much we contort and conform and adjust ourselves all the time. With the best of intentions, by the way. It’s from the most beautiful place. We want people to...
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Obligated to do the work

Obligated to do the work

Despite my having retired* from writing, I have committed to writing something for the site every week day of this month. All the content creation “experts” advise to bulk up and make batches of work that you can schedule to publish. That doesn’t resonate with me. So, I’ve been allowing...
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Update: I have a seat at the table

Update: I have a seat at the table

At the beginning of May, I wrote a post titled: A Year Later: 5 Things I’ve Learned Since Quitting My Job. Number 3 of those 5 things was deceptively simple: I learned that I needed my own work area. I wrote that I needed a desk, a cute chair and...
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Everything you’ve heard about Pheko is true

Everything you’ve heard about Pheko is true

It’s common for people to wax lyrical about someone who has passed. You know, not speaking ill of the dead and whatnot. But, if everything you’ve heard or read about Pheko Kgengoe since we lost him to the coronavirus this week seems really good, you can trust it.    It’s...
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Prince, pessimism and protest songs

Prince, pessimism and protest songs

Yesterday was Prince’s birthday.  A mononym. A master. A maverick. Today is the day I logged into my emails to find that the letter I wrote to the Military Ombudsman was returned with an “address not found” error message. I was hoping to find, instead, an acknowledgement of my email...
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A Massiv learning curve

A Massiv learning curve

I’ve heard, more than once, Oprah say something like: the only thing better than having something you like is sharing it. If Oprah says something, it must be true. Ha! No, seriously. A big part of why I love to talk to musicians is selfish. I am genuinely curious, so...
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Ways of loving, a short story

Ways of loving, a short story

My aunt has an eidetic memory. She’s super sensitive and really, a softie. It was my birthday last month and she called to wish me a fantastic one. The call was brief, even with her bringing up the kinds of things kids roll their eyes at, even though they tickle...
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Can I be a chameleon?

Can I be a chameleon?

“It’s like you’re a chameleon,” said my nail technician. She was selling me the dream of multichrome grabbers. I wasn’t convinced but since she’s never steered me wrong, I went with it. After a few days of marveling at how my nails change according to how the light hits them,...
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Radio daze

April 3. My one year radioversary came and went last month and I couldn't bring myself to write about it. If you know me, you know radio has been the best thing to ever happen to me - and I've had some pretty epic things happen to me. Over the...
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