Hey all! I’m so very excited to announce the official launch of Finn Again!!! This book has been a long time in the waiting, but it’s finally here!! It’s currently available in paperback and on Kindle. If you haven’t read it I hope you’ll give it a try. If you have, please feel free to add your comments, questions or reviews to the mix! Here’s what the book is about! Finn McCarthy is half
My newsletter is more of a generalized, overall update on what I like to call “The 5 Whats”. Rather than just another one of those marketing newsletters that are really little more than a pitch for you to buy something, my newsletters are more of a way to maintain something that’s really important to me – a relationship with my readers. It’s one small way for me to give readers a little more of my
In addition to 2016 being a year full of travel plans, I’m also committed to spending part of my time off exploring this great Pacific Northwest. Having a winter birthday means I get to go skiing to celebrate and I’ve been wanting to explore the slopes of Mt. Hood (Oregon) for the past several years. Mt. Hood is one of the only mountains in North America where you can ski year round (most years,
I’m not a fan of dating websites. I prefer my relationships like I prefer my produce: organically grown. However, in this day and age of internet dating and so much conversation that takes place online and over text, I can understand how tempting it is to just throw your manifesto out there, like a boomerang, and see if it comes back with anything interesting. I am one of those people who probably ought to come
Ah, the gift of imperfection. It’s a holiday favorite. Rushing around trying to be all things to all people, when really all you want is to be ok with not being enough. Here’s the holiday we all WISH we could have:
I attended an amazing Ted-X event in Salem, Oregon recently with a theme of Fearless. Or maybe, Fear-Less, depending on how you look at it. Either way, the timing of this topic was spot-on. I’ve also been listening to Elizabeth Gilbert’s podcasts for her newest book Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear. In the very first podcast she made a profound statement that pretty much stopped me in my tracks: Procrastination is another name for fear. I flashed
Buddha said: “There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth… not going all the way, and not starting.” So, I have this dream. An idea really. I want to take my motorcycle and ride all over the US. But all marathons start with a step, right? The other night at work I decided, somewhat on a whim, that two days off was enough to do a single overnight camping trip with
It usually takes me about six months of living in a new place before I really figure out where the furniture should go. The day you move in, you think you know how to arrange the room, but you’re so tired from all the moving that even if you don’t love it, you decide that it’s probably good enough. It takes a while, figuring out the exact configuration of your life. Settling into the routine of putting
At the end of this journey the prompts are asking me to think about my core story. The truth of who I am and where it is leading me. I feel so unequipped to answer this question, because I haven’t finished all the prompts, but I will try to answer it now and we’ll see if in the end it is the story changes, or just my perception. “It is not the spoon that bends.
Andréa Balt is one of the founders of the Write Yourself Alive challenge I’ve been participating in this past month. Her words often slay all my heart’s defenses and cut right to the core of my excuses. I’m so thankful for this challenge. Although I haven’t always posted what I’ve been writing and what’s going on with me, I truly feel as if life has been breathed back into my writing, and by
This is where I spent last weekend. Well, not standing in that specific spot with a beer in my hand the entire time, although one of those things might still be true…😁 Ah camping. The great equalizer. Upside: Peace, quiet, communing with nature, hiking, clear rushing creeks and towering trees. Oh, and absolutely no cell service. You couldn’t even hum a few bars.
Funny, right? Well. Sort of. I mean, we all go through phases. We grow up. We grow out. We grow through. Today’s question asks me if there’s one substantial change I’d like to see in my writing at the end of this 30 days. Or even at the end of three months. Swear to God, my first thought was “God, I’d like to stop writing such intense and raw melancholy bullshit.” I’ve had enough baring
PIPPIN: I didn’t think it would end this way. GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it. PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what? GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise. PIPPIN: Well, that isn’t so bad. GANDALF: No. No, it
My favorite book in the Little House series was Farmer Boy. I was so drawn to the simple lives they led, filled with hard but honest work, good food and strong families. I have often longed for a similar simplicity. Sometimes I wonder if the Amish aren’t onto something. There’s something to be said for embracing a distilled kind of lifestyle that chooses to take the time to craft things by hand, and one that rejects
I’m starting to regret my commitment to post every day about my journey to “write myself alive”. If I’m going to be honest (and that is what I committed to at the beginning of this process) the Write Yourself Alive campaign has taken everything I had to give. I’m just about half way through and really wanting to quit. Day 13 I lived the prompt. I took a walk on the wild side and
We interrupt this 30 day writing challenge to bring you an important message from our sponsor: She’s out riding this: In fact “this” is the pictorial illustration of day 13’s writing challenge: When was the last time you lost it and let your wild out through a ridiculous, crazy or what seemed like a “stupid” move or reaction? I bought a Harley. Stay tuned. Story to follow…
I’m supposed to talk about myself. Again. This is getting really old. And really freaking personal. But ok, here goes… Today’s prompt wants me to talk about recent encounters with my shadow self, my darker side, the “monsters in my closet”–which I find amusing because I hang out with them on the daily, and honestly, they’re not so scary once you get to know them. It also wants me to imagine an alter ego. What
Today, in honor of “Writing Myself Alive” I’m posting a short excerpt of my novel that is releasing this fall. Finn, Again. is a deeply moving tale of one man’s journey down a path he never intended, searching for a life he never knew he wanted. I hadn’t been to church in quite some time. I wasn’t sure exactly where God and I stood on a lot of things, but I went out of respect for the dead.
Today’s assignment: Take a random page from a book and create a blackout poem from it. I chose The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho, and randomly selected page 131. Here’s what I came up with: The boy slept deeply. His heart said that happiness is a moment of creation. “Create it” his heart said. “Treasures go in search of children. Simply let life proceed.” Few follow the path to happiness. Hearts don’t like to suffer. I
I always bragged about not Having addictive tendencies And it was true, …then i met you. And i was hooked on the way you breathed, It was like air never existed before. It was like adrenaline when you said my name. The thing about that is you keep seeking that high. So now you’re gone and im just an addict with a pen. Cause with ink i can have you right beside me; i can