Month: March 2018

I’m now 38 and finally confident enough to admit I’m lost


I turn 38 this week. And with official entrance into the late-thirties rodeo, I’ve finally gained enough confidence to admit –I’m lost. A few weeks ago at a party, I fell into a conversation with a young woman who recently graduated from college.  A mutual friend introduce me as a “writer” and informed me that […]

The Great American School Experience: Hide In The Closet, Stay Quiet, and Hope Not To Die


They were still bagging up bodies at Stoneman Douglas High School when my 9 year old daughter told me her plan. “We would hide in the closet.” “Really? That’s all?” “Yes, teacher told us that if there is an intruder we are to hide in the closet and stay quiet.” I didn’t tell her that […]

How to Cross a Threshold


If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.–Marcus Aurelius I saw my neurologist today. After reviewing a recent MRI of my brain, he informed me that the deterioration that plagued […]

Nobody Cares and Other Truths I Learned During My Two Years of Writing


This week marks two years of showing up, sitting down and writing–everyday. Some days I pumped out thousands of words. On others, I farted a few foul sentences and went about my day. But such is the writing life. When I first committed to writing, I held a secret position that green writers often hold– […]

How to Save a Marriage


The following post is the final entry of the The February Project: Love and Marriage, a self-imposed month long writing project on love and marriage. “After all the romance and celestial promises of the initial courtship, love becomes a lifetime of small moments that add up to make something enormous.” from Taking Notes: A Love Story […]