As this entry posts to my blog, I am wrapping up my third year at the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers retreat. This is a wonderful annual event held at a Franciscan Retreat Center in Colorado Springs. The center is in the perfect location, easily accessible from Boulder but far enough that I really do feel like … Continue reading The Novel: To Query or Not to Query
I've been reflecting back on my trip to China lately for a couple of reasons. The clean Colorado air. I've done a lot of hiking since I got back, starting at over 6,000 feet elevation and increasing 1,000 or more through the course of the hike. I hike fast and require huge gulps of air … Continue reading Do All The Things
Summer may be perfect time to play in the Rocky Mountains, but there's so much happening that time of year that I sometimes have a hard time getting out of town. So while I did some camping and hiking 14ers in July and August, when fall officially arrived, I suddenly panicked that I didn't get out … Continue reading Conceding to Mother Nature
Last weekend, Trotsky and I took our first ever solo camping trip. In almost nine years, it's never been just the two of us. Between trips with partners, casual lovers, friends who live locally, and friends who are far away, finding time to go places on your own is difficult. But last weekend, it happened. … Continue reading An Autumn Weekend in Central Colorado
Caveat: This post is long and a bit of a ramble. It has a lot of ideas in it that aren't fully formed and should probably be split into several distinct posts. It's more of a thought exercise about the role of place in one's life, which is the focus of a new writing course … Continue reading Manufactured Loyalty
The second half to the title of this post is: ...roll with it! ...who cares! ...they're even better! The impetus for this post is the four days I spent in southwestern Colorado last weekend. Several friends and I went to run another half marathon (something I swore I would do only once), spend time enjoying … Continue reading When Things Aren’t Quite Like They Should Be
Today is my 10 year anniversary of living in Colorado! I've done so much!
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled after a night of rain. I dip my cupped hands. I drink a long time. It tastes like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold into my body, waking the bones. I hear them deep inside me, whispering oh what is that beautiful thing that just happened? - … Continue reading When in the Flat Tops Wilderness
In 2013, I griped when my then-partner wanted us to run the mile to the gym and back for our workouts rather than drive. In 2014, I participated in my first 5k. I brought my dog, who is not built for running, so I'd have an excuse for stopping frequently as he pooped, sniffed, and … Continue reading Am I a “Runner”?
Travel used to have a purpose - to find trading partners, to cure disease, to scout out fertile land to homestead on. According to my favorite modern philosopher, it still should. Travel should be about more than gaining social media followers and checking items off a clichéd bucket list. It should feed your soul and … Continue reading The Point of Travel