Tag Archives: insecurity

A Visitor Among Residents

I feel thoughtful and a little reactionary, which probably means this post will come off as self-indulgent and uninteresting. I blame HR. Just kidding, Tracy. Sort of. When I hired in, there was no HR department. The company I work for is growing rapidly; we recently hired eight more people for the department in whichContinue reading “A Visitor Among Residents”

If My Life Were A Book Cover (3)

I love orange. Sometimes it’s my favorite color. Something about it signals the bright part of change. And for me, change is once again in the air. My literary agent and I have decided to part ways. Perhaps I was a naive young writer to believe that we would be together forever. And the businessContinue reading “If My Life Were A Book Cover (3)”

Friday Mornings

To be honest, five weeks ago I was near-terrified of taking the job I now have. The people I met there were smart, kind, funny, and relaxed, so it was clearly an insecurity thing on my part. Somehow I’d been offered a seat at the cool kids lunch table, and I couldn’t imagine really belonging.Continue reading “Friday Mornings”

The Inaugural Post

I actually don’t know where to start. I’ve drafted this post like four times. What a dork. Is it weird that I feel like the first one has to be grand and memorable?  It’s not like the start of a novel; hardly anyone will read this beginning. (Please, dear God of the publishing world justContinue reading “The Inaugural Post”