Recent Updates
Good Things Come in Threes
Indeed they do! I’ve had quite the July.
On 7/18/24, I received a box of first editions of my second book! (That’s one.) The same day friends who had pre-ordered it, received theirs! (That’s two.) Oh. My. God. This book is really happening.
It's Mental Health Awareness Month (aka May)!
Since its inception in 1949, Mental Health Awareness Month has been all about making public, in a spirit of advocacy, the many, many challenges faced by millions of Americans living with mental health conditions.
But there’s not much out there about the working and personal lives of mental health providers. And what there is, is inaccurate, being based on fiction, such as the television sitcom Frasier. Let me make you aware of what my life as a psychiatrist is like.
Let me make you aware of what my life as a psychiatrist is like.
Slayer of Dragons
May is Mental Health Awareness Month. Why not perpetrate some shameless self-promotion? My book Practice, Practice, Practice: This Psychiatrist’s Life will make you aware of the view from my side side of the couch. Spoiler Alert—the following YouTube video, a seven minute speech which I gave at my local Toastmaster’s club, is based on one chapter from the book.
Book Review: 7 ½ Lessons About the Brain by Lisa Feldman Barrett
The opening “Half Lesson” is titled: Your Brain Is Not for Thinking. It’s not? No. Your brain’s most important job is predicting your body’s energy needs before they arise so you can efficiently make worthwhile movements and survive to pass your genes to the next generation.
This short, accessible, frequently amusing and deeply subversive book exploded pretty much everything I’ve understood about the brain and how it works. That’s quite a statement given I’m a psychiatrist—my medical specialty is the brain.
For example, memories are not filed like paperwork—that’s a metaphor. They are actually recreated on demand. What! Yes.
Self-Soothe to Soldier On
…Briefly, after Biden’s inauguration, my fear eased. But, once again I am losing sleep. And what good is that?
My Bouncing Baby Book Is One Year Old!
How time flies when you’re having a pandemic! While bookie and I never got out of the house for a launch party or book tours, some very nice things happened.
My favorite—