Author Archives: Alice

I admit, I laugh a little when people phrase their statements as absolutes. As though I have ANY world wisdom at all and have any reason to be cooly looking over at anyone and laughing. I know. That’s part of … Continue reading →

I used to think I was smart. But recent weeks have been filled with epiphanies completely new to me that likely everyone else simply calls “obvious stuff we’ve always known”. I thought I understood why someone would have a so-called … Continue reading →

Once again, the stuff around me became too much. Everything took up too much space. I couldn’t breathe or think or write or see. My stuff was a fire and the smoke was choking me, surrounding me, hemming me in. … Continue reading →

You look out and you know that what you see isn’t really what is there. but you have glasses on (perhaps not so rose-colored) and baggage in the way, and everything is obscured by filters you just can’t quite see … Continue reading →

I’m taking these private lessons, um, dance classes, aerobics. For working out. OK, fine, it’s pole dancing. And it is, in fact, I really great workout. My instructor throws in a lot of yoga along with the pole work. Helps … Continue reading →

I want to change the world. Learn everything about the world. Be loved by someone who thinks I’m awesome. But at what point do I lower my expectations? Decide I’m approaching this life thing all wrong and that I’m not … Continue reading →

Things that have made me cry this week: That part of that sappy Romeo and Juliet Taylor Swift Song that goes “you’ll never have to be alone, I love you and that’s all I really know”. A story on NPR … Continue reading →

You know how people make those links of 100 things to do or 100 places to see before they die? I don’t have anything like that. My list is mostly, “don’t die”. I wonder, would it be wrong to take … Continue reading →

I have too many things in my head. I used to be able to hold it all there and have infinite room for anything. So I don’t have any practice at not letting it all in. Writing helps. Because it’s … Continue reading →

I love research but resist planning. Research is learning. Planning is adding constraints. Crazy, right? Particularly since in reality, planning often adds freedom. I would likely have lots more time for exploring if I got off a plane and went … Continue reading →

It’s hard to write when I’m happy. Maybe I have less to think through? I can just enjoy the moments as they come? All I know is that when I feel like I feel now, I can’t stop writing. I … Continue reading →

I accidentally read a sad book today. I managed to leave my kindle at home before leaving on a trip, so I stopped at the bookstore at the airport and I was too short to reach the book I wanted. … Continue reading →

A few days ago, after speaking at an event, someone started a conversation with “as a veteran public speaker, you…” Huh. Sometimes you get these glimpses of yourself from a perspective that doesn’t include your baggage and failures and insecurities … Continue reading →

For a long time, I didn’t like flowers. I know, who doesn’t like flowers, right? But I guess I’d gotten so many flowers delivered to me from guys who really didn’t mean anything by it. It was just this easy, … Continue reading →

I find it difficult to park in straight lines. Nearly every morning, I pull into the parking lot at my office, get out of my car, realize that some part of my car is occupying part of the space next … Continue reading →

Clearly I am freaked the fuck out about turning 37. Likely this is because I equate 37 with “late 30s”, which is the same as 40 and at 40, everyone is a long way down the path of families and … Continue reading →

“There is a sharp decline in a woman’s ability to achieve pregnancy over age forty. The fertility rate per month is only about 5% and even with in Vitro Fertilization (IVF), the most successful infertility treatment available, the pregnancy rate … Continue reading →

Life’s perspective shifts again. I don’t know why I continue to be surprised. I should know by now that this is life. To think that maybe, finally, I understand myself and where I’m headed, and then finding it unexpected that … Continue reading →

Amazon doesn’t know me at all. Or, possibly they know me inside and out and are mocking my mopey teenage angst. Just as I am lamenting my lot in life: to grow old alone, all the while knowing that the … Continue reading →

At the end of 2007, I wrote that the theme of that year had been bittersweet and I thought the theme of 2008 might be balance. Of course, it was not, unless you consider the utter lack of it to … Continue reading →