Everyone’s pissed at British Petroleum. It’s ok, you’re allowed. Just don’t dwell too long in scapegoatism, because the end result is never satisfying.
The story of a little girl, a dance recital and two loose front teeth.
What can I say – ? we’re not campers.
I’m really good at what I do, but I’m not a businessperson. I’m a writer. That’s the only control I have. It’s my only way out.
The last day of school is something all kids remember. Grown ups, not so much.
Reaching backwards is hard. I recently started writing a book called Four Fathers, based (loosely in some spots, tightly in others) on the four men that influenced the man I am today. They are my biological father, to whom I was Junior; my step father, who gave me a new name; my wife’s father, who disappeared after her conception; and my wife’s stepfather, who gave her a new name. In writing the first chapter, I noticed that I couldn’t just…
