When I was bored as a young kid, I used to lie in the grass and look up in the sky. I would look at the clouds and the crazy shapes they would make, squinting and imagining an elephant with a long trunk or a duck floating on a lazy river of blue. In reality... Continue Reading →
Yeehaw, round ’em up and move ’em out
When I was eight or nine, I wanted a horse. I begged my parents for one for several weeks. I knew it wouldn't happen, but I still wanted one. I can't blame my mom and dad for not getting me one. I wanted no parts of the daily feeding or caring of a horse. I... Continue Reading →
An active imagination
The guy sitting by himself near the Gate C sign in an empty waiting area of the airport was running from the FBI. He kept his head down and was careful every few minutes to look from one side of the airport to the other. He was looking for anything out of the ordinary and... Continue Reading →
Recapturing the magic in my head
As writer, you work hard to take the reader on a journey, to think and to touch them in ways they'd never imagine. You spend a tremendous amount of time alone in your thoughts, thinking about what you want to say, and then when you have it, you spend the rest of your time figuring... Continue Reading →
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before
I read something over the weekend that laid out some good advice. The writer talked about how we learn from our kids. He wrote that he watched his son respond to some adversity in his life and in reflecting on the challenge, the writer learned that it was exactly what he needed to overcome his... Continue Reading →

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