Author Archives: Nancy

I Never Have a Bad Day

Moments, yes. But never an entire day. Not anymore. But it’s not easy. It’s a balancing act; with a safety net that includes enough sleep, exercise, mindful healthy meals and meditation. Once I have those in place, the real work … Continue reading

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Sugar Ain’t Sweet

The night before I quit smoking forever, 25 years ago, I chain-smoked a whole pack of cigarettes. I had a smoker’s cough; I wanted to free myself from the tyranny of nicotine; and I did not want to follow in … Continue reading

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What Would I Do?

          What would I do if I couldn’t write? Read. What would I do if I couldn’t read? Have someone read to me. What would I do if I couldn’t hear? Learn to read with my … Continue reading

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Good Fiction Needs a Pile of Shit

As I reinvent myself one more time, and at last begin to fulfill my lifelong passion to write fiction, I must finally learn how to practice the “cultivation of leisure.” This phrase: “cultivation of leisure,” which I know I got … Continue reading

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Bike Writing

I write volumes in my head while riding my bicycle. Recently, while on vacation in Vermont, I averaged about 25 miles a day. By the end of 7 days I had written a best-selling novel and a few blog posts—all … Continue reading

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Reflecting on Silence

You know that moment when you’re alone in the house, or no one is talking, there is no TV or radio or computer on, and all of a sudden the refrigerator motor turns off and the house is filled with … Continue reading

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From Proust to Ayn Rand

How I wish Goodreads had been around back in March 1994 when my book group read and discussed our first book over dinner. I might have a more extensive account of the 80 books we’ve read so far, and the … Continue reading

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I Lost My Mind & Got a Fat Lip in the Process

I don’t care what anyone says, it is not possible to multitask! When I first bit down hard on the inside of my lip while eating I hardly noticed. I was absorbed in some other task at the same time. … Continue reading

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Bicycle Samadhi*

I hate riding my bike over the George Washington Bridge. Yet I do it every weekend at least once and often twice. I do it because once I get over the bridge and onto the other side, well after 10 … Continue reading

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Day 5 of 90: “My Heart Burns Like Fire”

My 90-in-90—days of writing in that many days—is already 5 days old. I’ve established a routine: so far so good. Soyen Shaku’s heart burned for his daily meditation practice, as mine does for my daily writing practice. Like him: ‘Upon … Continue reading

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