:: I spend a lot of time mentoring young or new writers and freelancers, and they all ask me a version of the same question: How did you get here? My path is long. My feelings are strong. And so I decided to write this story.
Today, I am painfully, horribly, depressed.
:: Once, I was a knitter. I’m not anymore. The lifecycle of a knitter goes like this.
:: I’ve spent the last 13 days dizzy, cognitively impaired, and afraid.
:: Two weeks ago, my cat, Princess Richard, was attacked by a “large canid”—either a dog off-leash or a coyote—and she nearly died.
:: Every bluefisherman dreams of the bluefish blitz. It is our holy grail.