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Some print, audio, and video highlights of my health reporting. As managing editor at TCTMD.com, I now spend my days mostly assigning and editing.
Most of my short fiction and lyrical nonfiction (decidedly non-journalistic) has been published in print-only literary journals, although some of these works are online and a few have audio files.
“Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
Narcissism, busyness, boobs, grief, piano-playing, childlessness, social media, work wear, Olympic hopes, reinvention, unproductivity–I’ve squawked about all of this, and more.
Lots of travel, still, but not as much time for writing about and selling it. My blog holds most of my travel writing now; my older clippings are mostly old-school news print made into PDFs.
Kayaking, skate-skiing, open-water swimming, rock-climbing, mountain-biking: I do lots of fun things outdoors and people have occasionally paid me to write about it.
On the first March day to feel as if it has Spring tucked like a bouquet behind its back and is twitching to yank it out and surprise us, I take my bike from its winter den.
Thank you for submitting – Thank you for sending – We were blessed – We appreciate – We’re truly grateful – We were thrilled.
Mist is drifting off the lake while the December sun consoles the crest of the snow-capped hills with its golden hand.
Last month I stayed in a hotel room the shape and colour of a TicTac and only slightly larger.
For S.P. on the occasion of her half-centennial.
The jolt and hum of the train, the green hills smudging past and, across the aisle, my nieces—two coltish girls on the thorny cusp of womanhood.