Gurus and byproducts
I went to this very cool place to sign in for a narrative fiction workshop. Both Trix and Dixie had shown interest in it, and i talked F into getting in too. 'At least it will force us to write something', he muttered thoughtfully over the phone. If all of us are finally admitted into the course, we'll definitely take over it.

My reasons to look forward to the workshop are obvious: i have the time, it's not expensive, i've never been to one and i can't wait for someone to actually help me out with my writing. I guess i need a guide. That applies to many fields in my life. Which makes me think we urgently need to create the 'life coach' role.

While i was having a quiet beer with Juan and company the other day, we discussed the increasing offer of professional coaches in companies. Basically, this is a person who shows up wearing a kick ass suit, flashes a smile and instantly justifies whatever uncomfortable decision his/her client is about to make.

More or less the same thing my work colleague does at his other job as a Personal Trainer. He takes stressed executives running, has them stretch a couple of muscles and listens to their life stories. He becomes bored and richer after each session. He is the relaxing guru, a byproduct of the nineties.

I can see it's exactly the same role over and over. Juan's friend reassures confused workers. My coworker reassures tired minds. I'm looking for someone to reassure my initiative to write. The new millennium gurus have many faces for the same mission.

Now all i need is to find the perfect pair of party shoes for the SWP. Summer sales coaching, anyone?