THE "C" WORD

THE "C" WORD

. . . I had never given goats much thought, but I found myself wondering if maybe raising a few competitive goats would be a nice pastime. They looked cute enough, and it seemed like there wouldn't be much to it. But as with all new endeavors, you don't know what you don't know. What seemed simple on the surface would become an obsession. I like to win. I'm not embarrassed to say it. And all-consuming passion is very often what it takes to win.

A NEW BOOK

A NEW BOOK

It is only July, and yet I am already feeling the nerves of November. My cross country team just finished its fourth week of training. These summer workouts are when the championships of autumn are won. I normally coast through summer, cursing the twelve weeks between the first day of training and our first September meet. But this season is different.

FREELANCE

FREELANCE

 I don't know how many times I used the phrase "full-time writer" in the first five years of my career, but not a day went by that I didn't whisper a silent prayer that God free me from my corporate shackles and find me a way to make a living solely from the written word.

TBAR

TBAR

I've been asked to write a few new essays for an April 2019 paperback edition of To Be A Runner. I'm flattered by the offer. TBAR sold well in its initial release, but didn't enjoy the robust sales of the how-to running books, so I was always hoping for a second chance.

PURPOSE

PURPOSE

My story is simple: guy takes seven years to finish college, guy marries the woman of his dreams, gets a button-down corporate job, early excitement about said corporate job turns to boredom and disillusionment, guy starts writing tiny articles in running magazines, guy quits corporate job and becomes a full time writer. No plan. No genius. Lots of prayers

PERSPECTIVE

PERSPECTIVE

The season is over. I've got four weeks to see the world and get restored before we start up again with track season. The kids need a break from me, and I from them. . . . The lack of something to fill my afternoon has also made me more thoughtful. Events have precipitated this new mindfulness.