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The Hustle

Every Friday morning on the way to school, the radio station my mom listened to played Disco music. Rubberband Man, Disco Lady, I Got You Babe, but nothing sounded more dreamy and Disco than The Hustle by Van McCoy. Maybe…

Tuesdays

Since I started working from home, Tuesday has been my nemesis. We didn’t get along. He was the lame sidekick to Monday, except Monday actually brought motivation in its overwhelming presence. Tuesday. . .well, Tuesday just sucked.  And for a…

Book Club: Recursion

I have not gotten so swept up in a book like this in YEARS. I finished it last Sunday and refused to get out of bed before I read every word, which is rare for me because I count any…

The Luxury of an Apology

I dropped the ball on a project last weekend. It was a tiny thing, unnoticeable by just about everyone except for two people — the person who asked me to do it and me.  I knew it was there. All…

What Rhymes with Orange?

When I worked for Campbell University, I pitched an idea to start a podcast to tell the stories of people who worked there. Not just the president or the star of the baseball team. Not just the guy who had…

What I Know Wednesday

What I Know Wednesday is a bi-weekly round-up of thoughts, ideas and recommendations from the desk of Leah Jarvis. The best advice for writing is to write what you know. This is what I know. . . Blindsided on Some…

Do Your Best

I’m prone to overthinking. I always have been. Sometimes it’s a useful skill; other times it proves to be too much. And sometimes it helps me make sense of who I am in ways I never expect.  Earlier this week,…