IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL FALL AFTERNOON, with sunlight filtering through a stained-glass window, casting a rainbow of colors on the art-covered walls at the Art We Are Cafe. With my little pot of coffee close by, I studied the tarot cards laid out on the black tablecloth in front of me. My client, seated across from me, lean...

"THIS TIME," I said to myself as I surveyed my writing workspace, complete with coffee and power snacks. I was caffeinated and ready to work. I stared at the blank screen - so long that my eyes began to water. I chewed my cuticle with a deepening sense of doom. The screen stared back at me defiantly, daring m...