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A BOOK NO PARENT SHOULD HAVE TO WRITE

And Every Parent Should Read. Conner Luby died in a car crash. As I wrote that line in the lobby of a hotel near the Arizona State campus a one year old boy turned the corner before his dad showed up. We both smiled and he wobbled along when his father caught up. The dad […]

VISITING WASHINGTON COUNTY JAIL, pt. 2

To visit a prisoner in Hillsboro, you need to get on their visitor list. It’s not a drop-in deal. Then you need to provide your address and Oregon Drivers License number. No one wants a squirrely visitor raising hell on the block. They’ve got enough problems. I want to visit one of my son’s friends […]

Connecting Boomer Exercise And Writing

Talk writing with a boomer, with anyone, and you hear a common story. “I’m going to write my novel (memoir, short story, or poem) when I retire. Or, “I’ve got it all figured out in my mind. Now all I need to do is find the time.” Or, “I’d like to write something, but all […]

How To Attend A Baby Boomer High School Reunion

Lessons From The Front Whether you’re a city boomer or country boomer, big school or small, these rules apply. If you were home schooled, tag along with friends from the local high school. If your Mom wants to go, you make that call.

NW Boomer With Nothing To Say

Calling Marilyn Manson To The Rescue But first meet Darren Rowse from ProBlogger.net. If you blog and get stuck, he’s the guy. Read problogger and get unstuck like WD40. His recent post gives bloggers a booster shot. If you have nothing left in the tank, nothing left to say, if you feel spent, hit the link […]

NW Boomer Writing Aptitude Test

Take The WAT The following questions help you discover a new writer, you. You’ve probably met before. 1.  Complete the sentence, “I write because…” a. it’s cheaper than therapy b. the blank page torments me c. I can’t stop d. I want to learn more about people I invent Correct Answer: You write because no one else […]

BOOMER ON

YOU KNOW THE SAME FRIENDS AND LIKE THE SAME PLACES Ed, one of the most transcendent of Portland baby boomers, carried the room at a local bar. He whipped out a micro-laptop the way Elvis played guitar and he spun a web connecting the past, present, and future in his perfect boomer business style. The beer in his pint […]