Monthly Archives: March 2013

What if I told you that every single person that crossed your path today is leading a double life?  Or a triple life? Think about your own life.  Are you the same person at work who you are at home? … Continue reading →

I ran across this tonight while browsing through some old writing, looking for inspiration.  Call it cheating if you want, but I’m going to copy it in as my post for tonight. Quick survey:  If this were the first chapter … Continue reading →

The old fisherman watched out his window as the young girl cast from the pier.  His home was twenty steps from the pier by the sea.  Every day for as long as he could remember he walked those twenty steps … Continue reading →

“Ricky, come back here.  I said, no. This is Nepal, not Manhattan.  You can not leave this hotel.  You may be thirteen but I’m still in charge when your mom and dad are gone.” “Give it a rest already, Uncle … Continue reading →

Fear doesn’t go away. The warrior and the artist live by the same code of necessity, which dictates that the battle must be fought anew every day. Steven Pressfield, The War of Art You have discovered a profound truth about … Continue reading →

Fear doesn’t go away. The warrior and the artist live by the same code of necessity, which dictates that the battle must be fought anew every day. Steven Pressfield, The War of Art You have discovered a profound truth about … Continue reading →

When we last saw our hero, he was (not) pining by the phone awaiting a call from ProScan, which finally came in the form of a voicemail.  Thanks to Nicole from MIlwaukee, I shall continue.  Unpolished, and nearly incoherent… Next, … Continue reading →

By the time I get home I am exhausted.  Lots of hugs from my girls (two daughters, my lovely wife, and Poppy the dog).  Some refereeing.  News of the day.  Cook dinner.  Then, plop down on the sofa to watch … Continue reading →