Author Nomad Storyteller
Lettes Bay - the view from the decking I know this. Like countless writers before me, I understand how lonely the road can be. Forget the wild parties with the intense debates over politics. Forget the struggling artiste stereotype. Writing is work. Hard work. Like any artist, writers labour over their creations, forging something from… Continue reading A Writing Life is a Solitary One
Eat when you can. Sleep when you can. You never know when you’ll get the chance again. These are the rules one of my favorite characters live by—Jack Reacher* Living on the road, I may not live them by the letter of those rules, but yep, definitely, I might just be living a real-life version.… Continue reading Reacher vs. Me: A Nomad’s Guide to Not Attracting Trouble –
Tales of the sacred and slightly ricidulous The retired pastor from the local church wandered into reception at the Strahan Motel one afternoon. I was a little askance—he lives in town, after all. Why did he need a room for the night? Yes, he’s stepped down from the pulpit, but no, he hasn’t retired from… Continue reading The Pistol Packing Pastor
As part of being on the road, I meet some interesting folks. Feel free to interpret ‘Interesting’ any way you like - as I don't mean it as any more than a genuine curiosity about others. Recently I decided to spend summer in Tasmania, the most southerly state of Australia. Here on the West Coast,… Continue reading Living in Between: A Pastafarian Encounter
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