After two and a half years of writing and rewriting, editing and re-editing, revising and re-revising, I finally have an official release date for my book about my journey across America! With a Good Heart: A Walk From LA to Brooklyn is taking flight on Saturday 12/5. Additionally, a companion book of poetry is also being released on the same day. Imagine the Sea: One … Continue reading Book Release 12/5!
As I span the two bridges across the Neches River to complete the last few of the day’s 30 miles, I imagine a flat and safe place for my tent on the opposite side. Maybe at the water’s edge. I yearn for a restful night with my body pressed against the earth. Within a quarter-mile of the bridge, there’s a sign for the Camper’s Cove … Continue reading Countdown Story #5: Flint, TX
By noon it’s pushing 95˚ and I’ve already covered more than 23 miles. Twenty-three used to be a big day, but now it’s just a typical morning. I’m fitter now than I’ve ever been. Able to pull off week-long strings of ultra distances and not feel gassed. It’s weird, sort of like I get stronger as the miles add up. Recently I’ve been ending each … Continue reading Countdown Story #4: Athens, AL
Twice I notice the same thunderous motorcycle with a trailer attached. It goes toward Gilmer, TX and then away from it. The third time the rider flashes me a peace sign then turns round. Slows on the shoulder beside me. “Name’s Huey. Like Baby Huey or Huey Lewis,” he says. “My dog is usually sitting on the trailer, but today I left him at home. … Continue reading Countdown Story #3: Gilmer, TX
As I push Little Buddy down a smooth Winchester sidewalk, I come across a woman seated on a curb. She’s dressed in all black and is carrying a mini-AC unit still in the box. Arctic Air. I say hello, and we get to chatting. Her name is Kitty. She’s just returned from Walmart and is waiting for the bus. She asks about the Walk USA … Continue reading Countdown Story #2: Winchester, VA
I trade morning frost on my tent for a midday sunburn. Dodge angry thorns and rattlesnake carcasses, and flick a scorpion off my pant leg. Vehicles fly past at triple digits, leaving leave behind a trail of empty beer cans and Gatorade bottles of piss. All day the desert dares me to let my guard down. All day I focus on the rippling horizon and … Continue reading Countdown Story #1: Safford, AZ
That photo of me with my arms stretched out is old. Like, 7 years old. But it well represents how I’m feeling right now. Singing from the highest mountaintop (which in NC isn’t all that high). Breathing a sigh of relief, for the time being, anyhow. Today I finished the first major draft of my book. And it’s by pure coincidence that I began writing … Continue reading Draft #1 COMPLETE!!
On September 8, 2019, I started walking all the streets in my hometown, Carrboro, North Carolina. Why? My reason was two-fold: To see every nook of my community of 10 years. To meet folks I’d otherwise never meet and retell part of their story. I had a few rules: All walks start and finish from my house. Use the Town of Carrboro trash pickup map … Continue reading All the Streets in Carrboro
Two birds make a regular appearance at the feeder just outside my front window. Cardinals. The large, red male abruptly lands, then precariously stands atop the dangling cage as he leans beyond his feet to manage a bit from the diminishing suet. He hollers endlessly, chirping as as he swings from the chain, his weight shifting, his footing anything but steady. He pecks at the … Continue reading Togetherness
Back in late February, I left my home in Carrboro, NC and drove cross country to Portland, OR. I temporarily settled in the Rose City and am working a long-term, on-site consulting contract with one of my premier clients. Upon arrival, I tried to incorporate book-writing into my daily schedule. But unlike writers who work their manuscript into a busy life, I shelved my work-in-progress … Continue reading Book Status And More