Happiness is.


And some days, when the novel writing is going well and the thunder rolls, you just crack open a beer and keep writing. I’ll run tomorrow.

This sweet little book arrived today. Includes an essay I wrote for The Nervous Breakdown.com. From The History Press.

A Love Affair

Ten years ago I spent what I thought was an obscene amount of money on this red steed. Oh the places we have gone, the joy, the blood, and the bruises. Priceless.