Poet Reporter
A different kind of reporting, through the eyes of a poet.
All Downhill
I hit my pinnacle in Grade School. No kidding. I was smart and organized and I had all these great ideas and energy to put into those ideas. Yes, the world was my oyster and anything was possible. And I knew it…
A Rich Inner Life
I’m at a cocktail party. Shiny marble floor, sparkly beige ceiling, light piano music playing. There’s one of those focal point staircases in the center of the room, with a carved wooden bannister and wide marble stairs. There are people of all ages in suits and office dresses, gathering in small groups on the lower floor, gathering on the stairs, and the balcony above. Many are snacking on mini crab cakes and…
The Daydreaming Employee
I remember an old boss of mine telling me a story of a company owner whose office was positioned so he could see the office windows of his employees…
I Say Writer
A friend recently told me that when he first started working in a restaurant, years ago, that his life was completely changed one night by something the business owner said…