When I was a kid, I was a sucker for toys that came in really big boxes. It didn’t matter if it was Lego or a board game—if it came in a big box, I imagined the contents to be better, more engaging, more overwhelmingly fun. This belief drove my mom crazy. I remember very clearly standing in an aisle …
Every now and then I find myself having nice fuzzy (OK, delusional) thoughts about how, no matter how much I read about e-books and the digital revolu ...
This morning on the Starbucks patio, I dunk a pumpkin scone into my coffee. My neighborhood street is alive with business; we’re working underneath ...
In my last post, I talked about the humbling experience of coming up with a Brilliant Idea for a book about nature and mental health, only to discover ...
Like many writers, I’ve developed a habit of thinking “That would make a great book!” and immediately composing a brilliant outline any time I see or hear or read about anything remotely interesting. Being a bit of a nature nerd with ...
