For as long as I can remember, my dad's always had some sort of woodshop. When my sisters and I were young, he'd make us wooden puzzles like the one with the horseshoes connected by chain links and you have to figure out how to get the metal ring off the shoes. (Perhaps this explains… Continue reading Peace in the Process
Logically I know that if I work out regularly, my muscles will grow stronger. If I practice piano regularly, I’ll slowly improve my sight-reading, my playing, and even the muscle memory in my hands. If I write regularly then… I’m amazed that we treat our brains differently than we do the rest of our bodies.… Continue reading It’s Like a Muscle