Slow Telling of a Story 3: Reeling

I started this series of blog posts back in January, to share a little bit about the process I'm in right now of getting my book Darkwater published. At the beginning of January, I shared the story of submitting it to various publishers, and how it was eventually picked up by Boyle & Dalton. At … Continue reading Slow Telling of a Story 3: Reeling

Slow Telling of a Story 2: Waiting for the Edit

A few weeks ago, I wrote about how hard it's been to be patient through the publishing process, how slowly everything seems to be moving, how frustrating that pace has been at times. You can read that post here. Things look a little different to me now, because I just had my first phone conversation … Continue reading Slow Telling of a Story 2: Waiting for the Edit

The Slow Telling of a Story

It's very hard to be patient when you're trying to get your first book published. At least that's been my experience. People often ask me, "How's your book coming along?" And my answer is usually a shrug, and something mumbled about, "I'm waiting at this point." I'll tell you, it has been a long process … Continue reading The Slow Telling of a Story

Labyrinth #35: Karl Stirner Arts Trail, Easton, PA

I enjoy walking labyrinths. Labyrinths are maze-like structures that have been used as spiritual tools for centuries. There are many of them around, and I am in the habit of trying to visit a lot of them. For more information about labyrinths, check out The Labyrinth Society.¬†Find where labyrinths are in your area at the … Continue reading Labyrinth #35: Karl Stirner Arts Trail, Easton, PA

Timing is Everything: A Morning of Labyrinths

Today is the second day of a road trip I'm taking to western New York. I spent most of the day yesterday driving through the rain, and thinking about what I would be doing the rest of this trip. My goal is to find, and walk, labyrinths. By the end of yesterday, I knew that … Continue reading Timing is Everything: A Morning of Labyrinths

After the Storm

This morning I left my house, not knowing where I was going. All I knew was this: I was going to head north on a particular state highway, at least at first. I was probably going to drive all day. This was the first day of a several-day trip. One of the goals of this … Continue reading After the Storm

The Summer of 2011

This is one in a series of posts about the summers of my life. It has seemed for years that my depression gets worse in the summer, and I'm looking for patterns to discern why that might be. The summer of 2011 was a time when I was looking for something new. I felt stuck, … Continue reading The Summer of 2011