
Hangin’ Around the Inkwell: Loneliness, Holidays, New Traditions
In my busy rock and roll head, songs pop up constantly, often in reaction to something I hear or read. This is no surprise to
The blog includes articles I have written over the last few years, as well as a weekly post where I share what’s on my mind, even if it’s an undeveloped idea that popped up when I was stirring a vat of cheese!
In my busy rock and roll head, songs pop up constantly, often in reaction to something I hear or read. This is no surprise to
Back when I was in grade school, English class, or classes centered on writing, spelling and literature, were lumped together under the umbrella title of
Sometimes, I feel like the mythical cat who lives nine lives as I think back on my various incarnations, which sometimes seem as if they
Sometimes I wonder if you get tired of my invoking the Stone Age of psychotherapy or the trauma field. I find my mind so often
Last week I lost my watch. I hate losing things, and I rarely do, having ferocious OCD rituals of rigidly keeping things “always” in the
Not infrequently a (perhaps unwitting) survivor of neglect shows up in my office toting a hefty diagnosis of Attention Deficit Disorder, (ADD.) They may have
I write this as I wrap up my stay in the historic town of Oxford, UK, and my first European trauma conference. Oxford is spectacularly
I remember in 1995 when trauma expert and himself a Viet Nam veteran, Charles Figley, published his then-new book, Compassion Fatigue. It was a novel
I am a great lover of words. It is hard to say whether I love words, color, or music more, of all the varied and
Trauma and neglect make for a strange sense of time for adults and, most certainly, for young children. Not only because the brain areas most