The 2014 Canadian Weblog Awards, whose winners were announced on December 15th, marked five whole years since their inception. FIVE YEARS. That amazes me every time I think of it.Read More
I'm getting new business cards!
I say this like it's some kind of surprise to me, but it's not, because I designed these bad boys.
I have a couple of speaking gigs coming up at the end of January and the beginning of February, and I'm speaking at Mom 2.0 at the end of April, so I thought I'd spiff them up a bit.
Because most of my work exists online, so I get crazy excited about being able to hold what I make in my hands and smell the freshly printed paper. It's such a delicious little thrill.
I ordered these from MOO, because their quality is fantastic. If you want to order business cards or other printables, use this link to get 10% off your MOO order.
If I don't write it down, whatever it is either isn't real, or it's at least not important. This is a lie, but it lets me hide from big thoughts for a while.
I think my solid thoughts by writing words down. My thoughts float loose and chaotic – they're seeds and whispers with no connective tissue – if I don't do the math with structured language. I don't know what's going to happen when I start, and I'm as surprised as anyone when I get to the end.
Oh, so THAT'S what I was thinking! I think.
Sometimes, those thoughts land on the page like a delicious, revelatory meal I want to have again and again, and at other times they land as proverbial millstones around my neck. I always assume they will be millstones. It's like peeking around corners when you suspect that there is an intruder in your house.
It's like everything is a simile or a metaphor, and you don't want to look at any of it in case they turn out to be naked emperors.
January is such a terrible time to be this human being in the cold North. It's all lions and tigers and bears until spring.