Change has always been a scary thing for me. Deciding to do one thing over another, putting the wheels in motion, taking that leap of faith, rocking the boat, uncertain if I’m choosing the “right” path, second and third guessing myself… Sometimes I think my middle...
When I began writing my personal experience column for the Chinook Observer in 1992, I was told by a former columnist that it was like “walking naked through the streets of Long Beach.” She was partly correct. Writing about your adventures in a small town really puts...
A few days ago I had no idea I’d be writing a blog. None. Never even entered my head. Not even for a nano-second. Other than the vague knowledge that “blog” is a combination word stemming from “web log,” it had never crossed my mind that this medium could fill a void...
