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Rain fell from the night sky—more than a spittle, but less than a downpour—adding volume to the streams already flowing through the streets of Ljubljana. We stood under an awning at the train station, debating whether we should brave the 15-minute walk to our apartment or take a cab. I knew the city well and was confident I could route us...
Read Ruth's Haus
I drank our remaining oat milk from the carton while looking out over the Main River in Frankfurt one last time. The sunrise was orange and already bikers were funneling onto the river path below. The main train station was a fifteen-minute drive from our apartment. We still had forty-five minutes until...
Read Why I Write
One of my favorite quotes on writing is by Ernest Hemingway: “All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” I struggled to pitch both my newsletter and my writing for almost a year. What you’re reading is easily the third or fourth iteration, if not the fifth or sixth.
Read Collections Nomad Life This is the adventure of a husband and wife who travel indefinitely with their dog, Skutull. Their destinies initially intertwined in Boulder, Colorado and are now guiding them around the world in search of meaning, culture, and connection. It's an adventure inspired not by a bucket-list, but by our desire to fully appreciate the ephemeral time in our lives when our dog is our kid. In this short story collection, I take off the rose-colored, Instagram goggles that adulturate modern travel culture and tell an honest tale. This is the story of our nomadic life, as raw as I can write it. Read Tales of Twilight Mortality is easy to neglect. Nature programs us to cope with the inevitability of our own death by burying it deep within the layers of our consciousness. Occasionally, a hand of the shadow breaks through, squeezing and twisting our minds, forcing us to take notice. We act. Then we forget, as the hand is pushed back down and buried under fresh soil. Many people have searched for the meaning of life, but clarity only comes in those final moments, when we walk the dark path that we all must walk. Read Dishroom Blunders Back when I was a recent college graduate, the startup I worked for was acquired by a UK company. I ended up flying to London for work several times per year. I was in the office during the days, but at night I ventured out into the city to explore the various cuisines. One of my favorite restaurants in the world is an Indian place called Dishoom. My boss took me and a few of my coworkers one day after work, and after that I ate there several times each trip I took to London. The unfortunate part of the story is that I read "Dishoom" as "Dishroom." For an entire two-week business trip, I told everyone at our office about my new favorite food at "Dishroom," and the Brits being polite as they are never corrected me. I must have said it incorrectly to half the office. It wasn't until I went back home and showed my wife their website that she corrected my pronunciation. In honor of my favorite restaurant and the blunder I made out of its name, I've decided to call this food-inspired collection of stories "Dishroom Blunders." This is a collection of food stories and my attempts to recreate some of my favorite foods I've sampled on our nomadic travels. Read Lost in a Sea of Words Writing is difficult. There's grammar, prose, dialog, and all the other literary elements you have to wrangle, but that's not the hardest part. People read stories they relate to. If I want to write those stories, I have to be vulnerable, honest, and self-reflective to a degree that's both challenging to achieve, and uncomfortable to attempt. This collection of stories is my journal as I venture down the path of an author. Read