Don’t be that parent at a youth sporting event.

So you want to be a writer but you can’t even sit still for 10 minutes to write anything, even a heaping, steaming pile of absolute dog crap. Try this trick.


A walk in the woods

Pileated woodpecker

What really killed My Buddy

Pop culture lies I tell my kids: U Can’t Touch This

The man who hated caller ID

William Wordsworth once said that the best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

This is the story of when my cousin pranked his best friend by posting a For Sale: Vietnamese Pot-Bellied Pigs ad on Craigslist.

The meditation of running

Do birds sing in Ukraine?

Beautiful crow (haiku)

When you write an original song but keep messing up

Embrace silence

Sketch off!

Channel your inner Keanu Reeves and conquer everyday anger and knee-jerk reactions like a zen master.

Red-tailed hawk

Homemade pizza on a kerosene heater

A Christmas (Eve) to remember

Show, don’t tell


Keeping a daily journal

This Is Me Being Uncomfortable: October 2021

Writing about running

The snake and the vine

The frog and the fish

Before it is lost

Nothing turns my wife on more than when I’m holding one of these in my hand

The birds are still asleep

Lovesick for you

No, I wasn’t hacked

I saved a chickadee’s life

South Boston Speedway, 1988

You can’t be stuck in your own head when you run


What the world sounds like when you wake at 5 a.m.

To hell and back with a cigarette break in between

Stowaway On a Cloud

Ants Like Cattle at a Trough

The Catbird

If I abruptly go silent while on a conference call at work

Tin Whistle

A Curious Wind

The Water Sure Is Cold. Deep, Too.

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words

Panic Attacks Suck (Alternate Title: The Exploding Tell-Tale Heart)

The Seizure

The First Phone Call

Stephen King comes to Phenix, Virginia