I should be writing. I’ve got a workbook to finish, a workshop to polish, sales copy to craft, and about ten thousand other really important creative endeavors to swim around in at the moment. But, I’m afraid the invisible rhinoceros that’s poised upon my ovaries is getting in the way. #girlproblems I’m often caught flabbergasted … Continue reading

Pieces Misplaced

Today marks an important event in the ever-so-evolving life of Megz. Today an incredibly personal and emotional piece of my art has been published for the whole world to witness and experience. THE WHOLE WORLD. Once the essay went live over on Stratejoy, I was almost compelled to vomit. I had not-quite-literally just shared a … Continue reading

Happiest of Happy Seussdays

A happiest of happy birthdays to one of the most prolific, creative minds in history: the legendary Dr. Seuss! Dr. Seuss has been, by far, the single greatest influence on my creative life. Theodor Seuss Geisel taught me how to infuse the elements of rhyme and rhythm throughout my writing. He laid the groundwork for … Continue reading

Constipation of the Creative Variety

After a two-week-long creative dry spell, I was at my wits end. I had namestorming to do. I had copy to write! I had a business to launch! I could not afford fall victim to creativity-constipation ANY LONGER. So I reached out to my various tribes: my wordsmithers, my solopreneurs, my homies. I asked for advice … Continue reading

It’s National Tom Izzo Day!

Okay, so there is no national holiday to celebrate the greatness that is Tom Izzo… but there damn well should be. For those of you to whom Tom Izzo’s name does not ring a bell, he is the greatest college basketball coach ever to grace the planet. For those of you who do know his … Continue reading

Find the Others

Maybe I watch too much spy television, but I often feel like I’m walking around this earth looking for other agents. I wake up in the morning and put my normal people clothes on and go to my quasi-normal people. I come home at the end of the day to my super-secret lair of badassery … Continue reading

If Only

If only I had given in to a fear of the unknown. If only I had said ‘enough is enough, my pencils are sharp enough’. If only I had shrouded my enthusiasm and passion for EVERYTHING. If only I had said “thanks, but I’m too busy”. If only I had stuck to my to-do list and … Continue reading

Steaming Piles of Snow

I really don’t want to write tonight. It’s hour 42 with this beast of a migraine – it appears to have the stamina of a decathlete. But I’m writing anyway. Because that’s how writers roll. What do you talk about when you have nothing to say? The weather. Around this time last week, I woke … Continue reading

If You Really Knew Me, You’d Know…

[This post was inspired by Hillary Weiss, who was provoked by Cassie Oswald, who was sparked by Alexandra Franzen. Credit where credit’s due, ya’ll.] Once upon a time, I was a poet. More than half of my iTunes playlists consist of artists I’d discovered via TV shows and commercials. I once had the privilege of … Continue reading