Back when I was in finance I read every newspaper cover-to-cover as part of my day’s prep. Â It was important to be informed what was going on, I was taught and thought. Â I devoured the Globe and Mail (for whom I would, years later, write), the National Post and the Financial Post. Â Stock markets moved based on the emotions of those invested, after all. Â What horrors were rocking the collective emotional boat today?
During this time I read Dr. Andrew Weil’s book, 8 Weeks To Optimum Health. Â In it, he strongly suggested a one week reprieve from the news. Â Being committed to following his plan, I did.
What a bloody difference. Ahhh, to go through a week not super-consumed with a horridÂ what is this world coming to? feeling. Â I cancelled my subscriptions, and from there simply grazed through the headlines of the same papers lying around at work – and my career never suffered a bit.
After I left finance to pursue my creative ambitions, I began to make a name for myself by being published as a writer. Â I wrote slice-of-life pieces, humour pieces, I wrote about men’s fashion and style, I wrote about my city, Toronto. I also published several “award-worthy” (according to editors) stories where I basically bitched and complained about fairly serious stuff that pissed me off – those were a lot of people’s favourites. Continue Reading…