I Cry Myself to Sleep at Night Sometimes

Stuff My Three Year Old Son Said Today: Volume 2 (A Halloween Special)

I Was Not Mauled or My Face Eaten Off by a Territorial Bear

This is Me Talking About Meditation, This is Me Being Uncomfortable

True Facts from the Small Town of Phenix, Virginia: The Aces

Down by the Water

But When You Give a Feast, Invite the Poor, the Crippled, the Lame, the Blind

Stuff My Three Year Old Son Said Today: Volume 1

The War is Over

This Is Water

The Lady Next Door: An Update

My Interview with Richard Cox, Author of The Boys of Summer: A Novel

Thoughts From My Grandmother’s Funeral; or, This is Not Sad, Depressing Commentary

Snapping Green Beans with Granny

The novel that wasn’t a novel

Birds of One Feather

A pocket knife from my grandfather

So You’re a Minimalist. What Does That Even Mean?

I Am a Minimalist, and This Is the Story of When I Began to Question All of the Superfluous Stuff In My Life

A father’s letter to his children on Father’s Day

Calm the Negative Voice in Your Head; or, My Son Urinated on a Toilet Seat and Couldn’t Be More Proud of Himself

Fish Swim Forth and Stay

Hello, Anxiety. I Know You Are There

In response to Phenix Being Named to the 10 Small Towns In Virginia Where You’d Never Want To Live