I had lunch sometime back with an old friend I hadn’t seen in years. Both oddballs in high school, we’d dreamed of baking bread together when we graduated, raising sheep, and…
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Walt and I are up in New Hampshire getting certified in Wilderness First Responder Medicine, WFR, for short. That way if one of us breaks a leg or develops a…
Here’s a note I sent to several of my book writing clients, past and present. I’m putting together a unique reading list: book recommendations from folks who know what a…
My new BFF. Love the thought process behind this man’s book designs. How he sees the world.
Like a junkie with a 14-gauge needle, my mother used books to blot out reality. Curled up in her chair, immersed in a novel, she ceased to be aware of…
A blast from the past. Being an introvert, I need a lot of time to myself. I spend most mornings happily surrounded by a pack of dogs and the quiet….
I’m learning to drive all over again in Ireland. This doesn’t sound like a big deal, I know, but it feels death defying. Most of the time, I pretty much…
A post I wrote 7 years ago. When I was eleven, my mother signed me up for a weight loss class. Having battled the bulge for years on end, she…
This is a guest post by Walt Hampton. A beautiful example of how one book can alter the course of a life. It had been a warm summer day in…
An older post I thought to bring out of mothballs. Too many clients obsessively worrying about the path ahead. I just got back from climbing Mt. McKinley (Denali) in Alaska….
