All my stories end the same way: Life is friendly, and the natural relationship between people is love. The reason there are so many to tell is there are so many times this doesn’t seem to be the case. 

Amuse, entertain, and inspire yourself, and mean what you say. If you can do that, the rest will take care of itself. 

It’s easy to start thinking that the lives of all the people you care for are somehow more important than yours. Writing reminds us again and again that this has never been true. 

Sometimes the most difficult part of writing stems from the fact that we’re adults, and have become increasingly concerned with our own survival, rather than what pleases us most.

Where Fearless Writing began. It took reach a very dark place for me to understand how quietly addicted to praise and validation I was. Here’s the story.