I can’t sleep. It’s 3:30 a.m. and I’m on a plane somewhere over Utah, or Colorado, heading from the west coast of North America back east. And this is what happened.
Last Friday marked the 15th anniversary of the day I proposed to my girlfriend. I remember it well. We were making a getaway to the mountains of Vermont, and as far as she knew it was just another trip (you…
Successful bloggers tell you that the more you write, the better chance you have of making a living doing it. That’s akin to stating that the more lottery tickets you buy, the closer you are to becoming a millionaire.
As far back as I can remember my mind has been a playground for wild vines that wrap around themselves in a fight for slivers of sunlight. Some produce fragrant flowers. Some are outfitted with thick thorns that draw thick…
I am having a really rocky emotional day, today. Beating myself up for my shortcomings as a writer, and a man. I don’t have these days very often, but when appear – they knock me on my heels. Because…
I realize that every breath I take is death to another memory. I just wish I could manage them a little better.
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
