My Dream Made it to the World

Nearly three years ago, I remember sitting at my sons’ bedsides, tucking them in. They wanted a story, so I came up with one. Let me back up a quick second. As a child, my family didn’t travel much, not by plane anyway. We were campers, and the furthest we got were the far reaches... Continue Reading →

Inside the Mind of a Writer

  A few hours ago, I was running on my treadmill listening to the words of Fiona Apple: “Oh darlin it’s so sweet you think you know how crazy, how crazy I am.”     I’ve always loved that song for one reason: I can identify with her inner mania. In fact, sometimes I think I... Continue Reading →

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