Having a 98th percentile IQ confirms only that one is a fast thinker, not that one knows a heck of a lot. Though I might quickly be able to answer a trivia question, I often can barely function logically. One need only to look around at any university

I’ve begun taking piano lessons again. I used to play well, but have all-but-forgotten after 20 years of atrophy. We meet once a week and work through a simple book of scales, exercises and elementary etudes. With the ferocity of someone

My mother used to tell me to watch my temper; I try, I really do. But sometimes I don’t succeed. How is this temper manifested? My first recollection of watch was when I was 3 years old. My sister had a new tricycle; I remember walking along

Start at the very beginning and hone your writing skills by telling tales in short formats. Life is made up of stories, so it’s no wonder so many of us want to tell our own. Most of us have considered writing a book, but where do we start?

Try these proven strategies to think, play, write, dance, invent, or anything else you want to do creatively, outside the proverbial box. Prepare your mind for creative thoughts by continually learning new things. Always been curious about glassblowing or hypnosis

Admit that some parts of you are sabotaging what the rest of you wants. Then make concrete goals each week that’ll pull your thoughts, feelings and behaviors in alignment with your desired traits. If you want to be nicer

The first emotion I had felt when I saw him was not lust, but fear. Stark, cold, going to die fear. Moments before I had seen him, I had heard him growling in the enveloping darkness. Fool that I was, I had taken an unfamiliar trail, too close to night.

There I was in a little Cessna 172, buzzing along at 110 knots across Arizona with one of my fellow CFIs and dear friends on a beautiful sunny day in April. I was more focused than I’d ever been. Why? Because I was flying

She gave me a recipe for beans and rice after my boyfriend and I had a delightful diner in her home. Her boyfriends and mine both worked in baseball. She had a beautiful face and a body that Marilyn Monroe would’ve envied

I can see myself getting up from a small campfire and walking away from it across the dunes to the beach. When I go over the last big hill and down to the shore, I see its nighttime isolation.