On the Way to Being Lost and Forgotten

When I finished my last book, I immediately started on my next book. Even as I edited and polished, I moonlighted by writing down the entire plot for the next one. I could barely wait. I was Popeye. I opened a can of spinach that gave me boundless energy and strength. You should have seen…

The Treasure of an Ordinary Day

For Dawn, with love There will be moments in this life that threaten to sink us. Dark and terrifying moments that seem to go on and on for days, for years. For too long no matter how long they last. That darkness can come from simple words, all placed together and ordered in certain ways that…

Home Sweet Wyoming

Anyone who has ever driven through Yellowstone, or seen images of the Grand Tetons should know straight off that the rest of the state looks nothing like that mountainous, grand northwest corner. The majority of Wyoming has more in common with Arizona or New Mexico than it does with Colorado or Alaska. Once at the…

On Silence, in an Always On, Overly Connected World

He spent his weekends on the Continental Divide. He’d leave the house with a rifle thrown over his shoulder, a bedroll on his back and not much else. It didn’t matter if it was summer or winter. Up he’d go into the mountains where he’d literally eat off the land. And sleep on the ground….

The Hermit

His first name was Frank. But we only ever referred to him as the hermit. He wore a red and black plaid wool coat, long before the hipsters got a hold of the look. And he used to roll his own cigarettes, which when I was a kid was the most amazing thing I’d ever…