Posts filed under: Writing

I belted out Adele’s “Someone Like You” in my VW Tiguan. To be frank, I thought I sounded really good. Surprisingly and, dare I even say, Adele(ish) good. I suspected...
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Yeah, sorry. That title’s a little dramatic. But trees are bare and it’s cold and plants are looking real pathetic right about now. But the good and bad news is...
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Friends. My mom has imparted invaluable advice to me my entire life, however, few have been as remarkable and true as her latest gems. As we moved from a downtown...
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So, I’m starting an adventure club. And I’m calling it the HooHas Adventure Club. And I want you to join. And bond with me. And make this the best year...
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Yesterday on September 28th, I turned 34. 34!! It’s actually one of those boring age birthdays that’s no big whoop somewhere in the middle of life, but I thought, “What...
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I feel like my title pretty much gave away the climax on this post, but I’m going to keep going anyway. It’s true, I’m writing a book. It’s something I’ve...
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I’ve found myself creatively stuck. I’m not sure I want to write about my first experience with all-natural deodorant getting me banned from future family reunions when the world is...
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I’ve hesitated to write about this for a long time. Not because I didn’t want to – in fact I’ve really wanted to. I suppose I just didn’t know how...
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No, I’m not saying the lead singer of Nickelback saved my life. I’m talking a literal douche here, people. My mind is continuously blown by the existence of life. Think about it. It’s...
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When I first started this little space as a way to document the pursuit of my purpose, I figured I would have lots to talk about on a regular basis....
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