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As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

Questioning my Way to Answers

Questioning my Way to Answers

Today is one of those days when writing daily blog posts seems like a bad idea.

I'm spent. I have nothing left to give. Which raises the question: Why give at all? Why keep this one self-made commitment, when I feel so strongly about not cluttering up the internet with shallow ideas and half-formed thoughts? 

I'm hoping that I'll eventually write my way to a good answer. But it's day 170 and I still don't have one. Maybe in another hundred. 

I spent last night at the urgent care clinic with a stomachache that's been getting progressively worse since I flew to Minneapolis for a content strategy conference two weeks ago. The doctor did some embarrassing tests that revealed nothing. 

"You probably picked up a virus," she said, staring down at her paperwork. "Follow up with your family doctor in a day or two." 

When I got home, the yard sparkled with fireflies.

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Why I Shouldn't Be Allowed on Facebook

Why I Shouldn't Be Allowed on Facebook

Little boys make terrible copywriters.

Little boys make terrible copywriters.