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Adventures in Entrepreneurship, April 2015: Optimism: The Savior and The Saboteur
Daring to use optimism as a shield against fear, heartbreak, anxiety, and disappointments can be downright insane. Propelling optimism into crucial confrontations is like bringing glitter and sprinkles to a gun fight. Why are people like me still allowed to run rampant in the world?
Bring Your Own Yardstick
I’m learning that using anyone else’s yardstick to measure my life is a surefire way to short circuit my joy and minimize my victories.
There’s Always an Opportunity for a Possibility
Opportunities will come and go, but we always have to keep the possibility of who we are and what we are committed to alive…
How To Adult Well
Leaving your mama’s house, earning a degree, or knowing how to make a dollar do not automatically equip you with the skills to adult. To adult well takes YEARS of practice.
Year 36: I CHOOSE ME
I was already equipped with a deluxe, two-floor, Super Target with an unlimited RED card and here I was lusting after someone else’s dusty leftovers in a broke-down bodega.
Surrender to Your Editor
One of the jobs that I enjoyed the most before I became an entrepreneur was working as a book editor for a small publishing company in Northern Virginia. What I appreciated most during my five years in that position was that my former boss had an uncanny knack for placing the right author with the…
New York, Year One: Always Get High on Your Own Supply
Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling alone because I probably would have…
For the Love of Titi
On an early Saturday morning in August, I arrived in midtown to take on a personal development course. It had already been a VERY long and a VERY hot first summer in New York for me. I was grinding hard to make my writing hustle come together, I was nearing the end of my long-distance…
Finding Your Own Kool-Aid
Thanks to Jim Jones and the Jonestown Massacre in the late 1970s, the term “drinking the Kool-Aid” most often has a very negative connotation for most people in this country. While I don’t want any of my dear readers getting caught up in no crazy cults with animal sacrifices or groups where you have to…
The Ink Well 