Solo Travel and Living on the Road in a Skoolie
Tonight I wanted to talk a little bit about my process. The first thing you ought to know is I’m lightyears away from even having one nailed down. I’ve had many more failures than successes, and one victory is not a universal for figuring out freelancing. You take a win as a win. You keep…
I constantly battle imposter syndrome. I’m not sure what level of success I will have to meet to overcome that feeling. This year, I have had more moments when I had to stop and look back and say to myself, “Yes, you really did that!” I’ve sold four articles this year and had several near…
Around five years ago, I was driving by myself in New Mexico. It was February, and I had just finished taking a relative down to Tucson for an opportunity to get his life in order. He had been a real mess. Suffice to say, his life had not been easy, and he had reached a…
I met a traveller from a far away land. As I walked around Ashland, OR, just before a showing of Macbeth at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, I discovered a small curio shop in the artisan’s market. A grey bearded man was chatting with some tourists, trying to convince them to buy some of his wares….
Throughout my travels over the last several months, I keep running into places that are stitched into the fabric of American identity as being hotspots for extraterrestrial activity. Aliens. One of the first places I passed through was Roswell, NM. In Roswell, they leaned hard into the rumors of alien spacecraft. The sign outside town…
Hi everyone! Sorry for the lapse in posts recently. I have been busy with all sorts of other exciting projects. I just wanted to take a minute to share with you two new stories that just dropped on other sites. One of my posts was featured on The Wayward Home. This one is about why…
I’m in a strange place. Both literally and figuratively. I’m traveling with direction, but no destination. The first six months of this journey required that I head south, ahead of the snows that I have known my whole life. I bottomed out in western Arizona, spending a month in Quartzsite and then a month in…
Some days you just feel so far away from everything. As though every moment that comes next takes you further away from who you once were. Life on the road has given me an interesting perspective. I feel like I’m always at the crossroads of missing the places I am leaving, while feeling anxious about…