Do I quit, or just submit?

Forget the plans and focus on your preferences.

What to do when your brain needs ‘rewilding.’

I’m bored of design bros, I’m bored of consultant bros, I’m bored of chef bros, I’m bored of politician bros. Just ugh. Enough already.

There's a hole in my core that used to be filled with dough.

The construct of a 9-to-5 workday is irrelevant and disconnected from the rhythms of our creativity and productivity. Sitting at a desk all day is literally killing us slowly. Our growth conforms to the shape of its container. Well goodbye to all that.

Women’s achievements often get wrapped up into a “we” of team, having been taught that stepping up to an “I” is immodest and ungenerous.

I’ve never stopped thinking of this time of year as back-to-school, ideas and pencils sharpened and ready to get cracking with some new material. Unlike most, I’m unintimidated by a blank page; it’s an invitation, an offer I can’t refuse. 

There is almost never a time when I’m not reading and note-taking, day or night. Whether I’ve diving into sourdough or startups, I invent a curriculum for myself with a syllabus full of required reading. Is there, perhaps, a word out there that describes this sort of compulsive learning?

An introvert’s quest for creative chemistry