I first wrote about animals when I wrote about my two labs—Julius and Stanley—in Running to the Mountain, the first in a series of memoirs about gradually escaping New Jersey and moving to a remote ...

I write because I am terrified of forgetting. Not the mundane forgetting of where I placed my keys or what I ate for breakfast, but something more profound — the forgetting of who I was at a ...

I've been writing about body image for two years now, without stopping to think about why I'm doing it. It happened naturally. Sometimes, when people asked me what I was writing about, I'd laugh a ...

I have been writing in a 10-year diary. As the name suggests, it is a diary designed to be used over a decade. When you open ...

Writing for The St. Louis American for 25 years, a reoccurring question from readers is how I come up with ideas for my column. That can be easily answered most weeks. I am information junky, an avid ...

Writing a book is bizarre. You work in a cubicle inside a hovel within a cave, and then suddenly, word by sentence by paragraph you finish, stumbling bleary-eyed into the world, clutching something ...

Unless they're independently wealthy, I don't believe anyone should work for free. However, I will admit that I have written for free. And I continue to do so somewhat compulsively. You see, there's ...