you ever listen to yourself try to make small talk and think, "my guy, you have genuinely lost the plot."

Not ONCE have I been invited to vacation by Lake Geneva during a positively ghastly weather event that forces my party and I to stay inside until we each decide to write a horror story to see whose is the most terrifying. Not once.

Honored to have my writing featured alongside writers like Rob Bell, Brian McLaren, and more. You can find my words via this link. You’ll even get a little taste of the kind of stories I’ll tell in my forthcoming memoir about my wanderings through India. tinyurl.com/44c9f5wy

No, I’m not sick. I’m losing my voice because I’ve been trying to sing like Chappell Roan and I (really can’t stress this enough) cannot.

Whenever I feel bad about promoting my own work, I think about how Jason Derulo literally sings his own name in every single song.

Anyone available to pick me up from the hospital? A marketing article called my demographic "aging millennials" AND IT NEARLY KILLED ME.

10k words into my first fiction manuscript and realizing that if a character needs to give a profound speech full of metanoia and wisdom, I'M THE ONE that has to write it? Shocked and upset.

Telling your story will bother people who have spent their lives burying the wounded parts of themselves. Tell it anyway. Set the bones.