This article does a nice job of conveying the hustle aspects of the writing life.

8.11 miles on the treadmill desk equals one radio show script, a newspaper column, and a voluminous vagary of emails. Perhaps a Tweet or two.

NOTE: Just as I was finishing this post this morning, I got called away to pull someone out of the ditch with that truck right up there. Let’s hear it…View post

Lots of people sending me this link today. First thing I saw when I walked into the men’s locker room at the school of nursing in 1984 was a line…View post

A day off the road in a hotel room is a glorious thing in the middle of a self-propelled book tour, although these door-hangers make me unreasonably grumpy: Nope. I’m…View post