Go far enough north into Maine and you reach what some call the final remnants of the lower 48’s unspoiled frontier. Over the two hundred and fifty or so years of this nation’s history, the vast stretch of wilderness and… Read More ›
This update is all about my latest publishing project. That project will also take some time, but I’ve got a lot more say over the scheduling. Book one of this thriller series is currently at 35,000 words. A solid start for what will be a three book release with more on the way…
This post is long overdue. In May, our faithful science officer, Alfie went on to explore the greater wilds beyond this sprawling universe…
Yesterday, I hiked the Presidential Range in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. Two days earlier, a hiker died nearby…
So there’s the news. I’ve got a thriller series currently in the works. I’ll start with three books hopefully ready for release by 2023…
Before we even arrived at the White Mountain National Forest in New Hampshire, I was warned by a fellow traveler to make sure and purchase the state’s safe hiking card. That way, if I was injured in the backcountry and… Read More ›
I’d meant to post updates of our yearly migration but as always, the blog got sidelined. At the start of the year, I spent far more time than is healthy rearranging our finances. We’ve managed to cobble together a modest… Read More ›
“If you don’t like the weather, just wait a minute,” has been the Texas punchline for decades. Having lived in the state for over twenty years, I can attest to the wild swings in temperature. Every January, I got used… Read More ›
An odd time where my house hibernates next to my boyhood home. The driver’s side window staring down into the kitchen like the eye of a great leviathan peering into the past…
We pulled into Lake Mead last week, our little oasis in the desert. Coming back, I realize how much I loved this place the first time. It’s enchanting. The landscape this unrefined, unfinished sandbox of the gods. Ancient and wrinkled and weathered, scarred with jagged valleys and craggy heights, the lake rests like a gem on a mummified neck uncovered in some primordial tomb…
RUSS LINTON 