720 pages and still no book

720 pages and still no book

The Zoom rang at 7 AM my time. Evening in Bali. Kris sat in candlelight — she doesn’t like overhead bulbs after dark, never has. We hadn’t talked in a couple of years. She’s a former client, a fellow traveler in the long messy business of writing a...

Jack of all trades, master of none

If you have a bunch of interests, but don’t consider yourself a master at any one… If you’re afraid to choose one of these interests as a topic for an expert-positioning book because, you know, you’re hardly the master…. If you’re...
The morning we got lost and found out who we were

The morning we got lost and found out who we were

It was Good Friday, roughly 6:30 in the morning, the kind of cold spring day that makes you question your life choices. Three of us — all marathon running buddies, all colleagues at the same chemical company in the next town over — laced up our shoes in a parking lot...