Posts by James

Good morning, happy 2011! Like a lot of folks, I woke this morning filled with hope and optimism. So I figured this a good time to craft my goals for the next twelve months. After some careful thinking, I set my sights on one specific task. I’ve resolved to finish editing my book in the…

I was a little uncomfortable standing on my skis. Who wouldn’t be? Today was the first time I’d worn them since April. My boots felt a little tight, my ankles slightly wobbly and I found myself wondering if my off season interval training program had prepared me for the “big bumps”. About a month ago,…

108″ on the ground Two inches yesterday Forecast is snow, snow, snow Gone skiing!

Thanks for lending a hand, giving your heart and taking the time Thanks for putting someone else’s needs ahead of yours and standing patiently in line Thanks for your humility, your passion, your drive Thanks for giving food, and your hard earned money that keeps others alive Thanks for controlling your temper, holding your tongue,…

Ding. A tone rang and the fasten seat belt light illuminated on the panel over my head. “Ladies and Gentleman this is the captain. Air traffic control just reported rough air ahead. Please return to your seats and secure your safety belts. Flight attendants please take your seats.” I leaned into the aisle and looked…

At 5:30 last night, my phone rang. “I hate the time change,” my girlfriend said. “Look outside, it’s dark.” I walked over to the window and checked. “Yep, you’re right.” “Oh sure, be smug, Ms. I live in a resort-like climate. (now I’ve never considered Tulsa a resort. But she’s right. Not to brag, but…

I woke early this morning with an uncontrollable urge to go fly fishing. (does that ever happen to you?) Perhaps my desire was feed by the endless days of clear skies, brisk mornings, and the warm afternoon breezes that send the colored leaves blowing about. But no matter the reason, the pull to be outside,…

Have you ever considered that football and writing have a lot in common? As a matter of fact, I’m going to go out on a limb and say that back in high school, I suspect the “artsy” groups and the jocks were actually more similar than different. This concept occurred to me while I was…

It was late and the low fuel light lit on my creative tank. Still having hours of editing ahead of me, I decided to make a pit stop in front of the TV for a mindless fill-up.(usually, that’s a minimum of one Scooby-Doo re-run) But my Tivo was full and shedded the saved episodes of…

Sometimes a picture is worth more than a thousand words.(lucky for us writers, not too often) I’ve been dying to go white water kayaking. Now I’ve been leisure kayaking, paddling casually, enjoying the scenery, but the restless daredevil who lies deep in my subconscious reared it’s head and pushed me to up the ante. With…