Marty’s photo of the day #4428: “Dad! What do I do with this thing? I can’t chase it, like a squirrel, but I can’t really play with it, like a dog, either.” In my book, Hits, Heathens, and Hippos: Stories from an Agent, Activist, and Adventurer, I have a story about Buddy, a cantankerous Saint […]
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End of the River, Borneo
Marty’s photo of the day #3851: This is the end of the navigable AI River in Borneo. It was here that Deb and I stepped out of our canoes and embarked on an epic backpacking trip with the Iban tribe. We were only the third outsiders ever to hike the Red Ape Trail, and our […]
My romantic comedy wedding
Marty’s photo of the day #3529: The following excerpt from my newly published sixth book, Hits, Heathens, and Hippos: Stories from an Agent, Activist, and Adventurer, takes place in northern Minnesota: Our ceremony could have been right out of a romantic comedy. On the lakeshore, in front of the cabin, is a round washing-machine-sized rock […]
What is it like to be attacked by a hippo?
Marty’s photo of the day #3526: What is it like to be attacked by a hippo? This excerpt from my newly published sixth book, Hits, Heathens, and Hippos: Stories from an Agent, Activist, and Adventurer, will put you in the canoe with Deb and me. The adventure takes place in Zimbabwe: As the sun dropped […]
Defying death in Borneo
Marty’s photo of the day #3525: One of the chapters in my newly published sixth book, Hits, Heathens, and Hippos: Stories from an Agent, Activist, and Adventurer, follows Deb and me on a death-defying backpacking trip in Borneo with the Iban, a tribe once famous for headhunting. Here’s an excerpt from that chapter. Johnathan was […]
Dying before finishing would really piss me off
Marty’s photo of the day #3524: As an author, I can’t think of anything that would piss me off more than working for months and months on a book, only to die before it was published. Even if someone tries to finish the deceased author’s book (as has happened for some), it’s never as good […]