This is an essay about my perfect workday. It’s part of a series of essays published by the members of the Western Writers League. Not every day is a perfect one, but every day I…
Do What Feels Bad At First
Instant satisfaction has a tendency to trick our minds into wanting to do things that are actually very much counterproductive to our best interests. This is not to say that after reading this, I want…
Lessons about luck from a serial gold medal winning champion
Historical Fact. In the mid-eighties, there was a four-year time span in which I won a series of city championships in the 200m and 400m breaststroke. In my age group, there was no Plettenberger who…
What drives me
This is an essay on motivation. On drive. On purpose. On being an immigrant. It also happens to be the monthly assignment of a writing collective I belong to called the Western Writers League. The…
What if we all showed up?
The other day Carlyn and I went to see The Ataxian, which is a movie about a gentleman named Kyle, who despite battling the neuromuscular disorder Friedreich’s ataxia, does some pretty unbelievable athletic and mental…