Running Free

It's about 7:30 in the morning on Nov. 12 and the anticipation is overwhelming. I feel like I'm about to jump out of my skin. I'm ready to take off. I'm standing in the corral with hundreds of other runners — or fidgeting, more like, the soles of my Brooks Adrenalines bouncing eagerly on the pavement … Continue reading Running Free

Writer’s Block

When I was a little kid, I wrote constantly. The urge to set pen to paper (or, ultimately, fingers to keyboard) was as natural as breathing. Sure, I had school creative writing assignments or research papers, but outside of the classroom, I wrote for me, for no other reason than I wanted to. I felt … Continue reading Writer’s Block