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Everyone on the subway car tensed. A hulking man had just staggered on at the last stop. He was obviously…
I hate admitting I was wrong. It irks me. It’s humiliating. Humbling. Makes me feel like I’ve failed, maybe because…
I’m a master at lying to myself. Even after decades of work on personal development, I often try to hide…
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I’m getting old. Now that I’m fifty-four, there’s no denying that I’ve become what my younger self considered “really old.”…
It had bugged me for months. My wife and I have limited space in our small condo. We’re both book…
I stared at my laptop in despair. On the screen were the Publishers Weekly announcements of new book deals next…
“Pivot. Pivot. Pivot!” If you’re a fan of the classic TV sitcom Friends, it’s an iconic scene. Ross is directing…
While I'm away on book tour promoting my debut novels for a few weeks (you can read about them here),…