The difficult writing life

Writing is a romanticized life.  From the outsiders perspective, writers are living the dream: staying home, relaxing with a cup of coffee, coming up with the correct order of words that might or might not change lives, maybe revising with a glass of bourbon as the sun fades and the orange glow of the autumn …

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1,000 Words on: New York City

A friend of mine e-mailed me a few weeks ago, relaying to me that he has passed along my information to someone else as a professional courtesy.  This solicitation was a good thing, and I thanked him.  The event in question was an event that I was unable to attend because my wife, her parents, …

Cold morning walks

"Every time I go outside, the world is different.  This has happened all my life." The thought of waking up then heading immediately to the woods is a horrid thought, especially deep into autumn.  We awake to the lingering darkness, the frost covering the ground.  It'd be much easier, indeed, to put on a pot …

Happy Life

Last night, I watched Roko Belic's documentary Happy on Netflix.  The subject of happiness remains in the front of my consciousness.  I'm fascinated by the topic.  What brings happiness to people?  What sustains happiness?  How does it manifest itself on a daily basis?  How does it inform our decisions in life? Here is a statistic from …

An Empty Park

  Feeling a bit poetic today on my walk with Gabby Douglas through the Clement Farm Trail.  Took my camera along and took some shots.  I'm not sure they're the best quality, but I liked them.  And I thought they best represented our 45 minutes in the wilderness.  Along the way, I couldn't help but …

Has it really been 20 years since Dazed and Confused Came Out?

Like most middle-class Americans reaching their formative years in the late 1990’s/early 2000’s, I yearned to have grown up in the 1960’s and 1970’s.  I devoured books and movies about Woodstock.  I joined BMG Music Company so that I could fill my CD case with albums that were released twenty years before I came into …