make your eye a nomad, go up to churches and strange cathedrals in the midday heat of a weekday and press your face against the windows....

I quit my job in August, thinking I would be out a few months and keeping busy with the job hunt and writing a thousand novels and poems....

Everyone has seen those beautiful hipster, earthy tiny-homes on the internet. You know, the log cabins with cozy lofts, a kitchenette,...

If the truth tells you to run, run, run, run. You will come back here one day you will walk by the still water, once angry and spitting....

Since September, I have put two holes in that metaphorical bread I mentioned in the last blog. Naturally, I am eagerly applying for jobs...

Every job recruiter begins the phone conversation with "tell me about yourself." Cue the deer in the headlights mask, with a dribble of...