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A launch countdown
A launch countdown

When I think back on that September day in 2011, I remember the winds gusting to 60 mph, the white caps frothing up over a slime-slickened pier stretching far out into the bay and me trying to get out of walking the length of it. I was in Garibaldi to...

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Honoring sacrifice
Honoring sacrifice

As a journalist, I’ve covered many events honoring veterans — Memorial Day, parades, funerals, dedications, anniversaries and Veterans Day, of course. Usually, they are somber affairs with “Taps” and flyovers and the...

Anything but routine
Anything but routine

I was working in a failing fast food restaurant in Anchorage when I saw the classified ad for dancers. I don’t recall what the ad said exactly, but it sounded glamorous and dreamy and just what a starry-eyed, newly turned 19-year-old with no...

Grave concerns
Grave concerns

When I was a teen looking for a little adventure, my friends and I would make a nighttime visit to a country church cemetery known as Moonshine. There, we looked for signs of the ghosts of the Blue Eyed Six who we believed had been hanged and buried...

Rising from the debris
Rising from the debris
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A counter attack
A counter attack

I’d been waiting for a new kitchen for, I don’t know, somewhere close to forever. Previous remodels have always been your basic facelift — fresh paint, new countertops, updated hardware. But I’ve never had a bonafide new...

A quiet, shady spot
A quiet, shady spot

Sunday night, the thickest layer of marine fog we’ve seen possibly all summer crept in and blanketed our piece of the coast in thick, cold grey. I didn’t mind. I’ve always enjoyed the moodiness of the fog. But you couldn’t...

Pages for ages
Robert’s Bookshop marks 30 years in Lincoln City
Pages for ages Robert’s Bookshop marks 30 years in Lincoln City

I love talking books and I consider myself well-read enough to carry on an intelligent conversation about the same. Or, that is, I did until I struck up a conversation with Bob Portwood and found myself with almost nothing to contribute beyond...

A Wander-full evening
A Wander-full evening

I arrived in Seattle at the writers’ conference on a Friday morning with plans to attend an autograph party that night and the awards dinner Saturday night. My novel, “Wander,” was a finalist for the Nancy Pearl Book Award in the...

A touch of the dram-atic
A touch of the dram-atic

I confess I know next to nothing about Scotch. I once admitted to a girlfriend, who happened to be a seasoned Scotch drinker, that I’d never tasted the stuff. She suggested in a wry sort of way that I best not as it would knock me on my butt.

Cliff Notes: Casting about, without a ‘Doubt’
Cliff Notes: Casting about, without a ‘Doubt’

Times are growing just a bit tense these days as the crew behind Rising Tide Productions readies to open the Pulitzer Prize- and Tony-winning play, “Doubt, A Parable.”