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Right now I’m in Seaside, Oregon, hiding out from 50mph winds and sideways rain in a Starbucks – turns out there’s a reason tourists don’t come here in December. But this is when I did, when I had the time, and so I’m in this Starbucks and I’m the only one wearing a raincoat and
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An essay I wrote in the spring of 2022 about moving to Montana in 2021. Names have been changed. “I’m in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection. But with Montana it is love. And it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it.” ― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley:
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A blog post I wrote originally for ridgeruners.com, republished here In what already feels like another lifetime, I was once a very serious nonfiction writer. This was, much like ultrarunning, something I learned to do to process and understand a childhood in an abusive home, cyclical Appalachian poverty, and why everybody in my kindergarten class called me the little
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