Stories, essays, and the truth about everyday leadership.
This is where I sort through the truth of it all with a little grace and a lot of humor in leadership, in technology, and in life. Sometimes that looks like a short essay on presence. Sometimes it’s a glimpse into my books-in-progress. Sometimes it’s just me sharing what it took today to keep moving forward.
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Essays on Presence — Reflections on clarity, boundaries, and showing up fully — even when the world is loud.
Book Updates — Behind-the-scenes notes on my memoir and nonfiction work. Drafting, revising, celebrating, and sometimes wrestling with words.
Personal Reflections — Stories and snapshots from everyday life — coffee on the deck, scary movies, bourbon nights. The moments that remind me why presence matters.
Breaking Scripts I Didn’t Write
There’s a strange moment of realization when you look at the path you’re on and think, Wait. Who wrote this story? Because it doesn’t sound like me.
The problem with those scripts is they don’t leave much room for your own voice. They keep you busy performing, but not alive creating.
This week, I’m practicing one simple question with everything on my plate: Am I doing this because I choose it, or because I think I’m supposed to?
And if it’s the second one? That’s my cue to pick up the pen and start rewriting.
There’s a strange moment of realization when you look at the path you’re on and think, Wait. Who wrote this story? Because it doesn’t sound like me.
For a long time, I thought I was following my own script. I had the lines memorized, the cues down, the gestures polished. But somewhere along the way, I slipped into a role that had been written for me—or worse, a role no one actually wrote at all. It was cobbled together from expectations, “shoulds,” and the invisible pull to do things the way they’ve always been done.
The problem with those scripts is they don’t leave much room for your own voice. They keep you busy performing, but not alive creating.
There’s a strange moment of realization when you look at the path you’re on and think, Wait. Who wrote this story? Because it doesn’t sound like me.
The problem with those scripts is they don’t leave much room for your own voice. They keep you busy performing, but not alive creating.
This week, I’m practicing one simple question with everything on my plate: Am I doing this because I choose it, or because I think I’m supposed to?
And if it’s the second one? That’s my cue to pick up the pen and start rewriting.