With the initial results of the Georgia run-off elections for U.S. Senate coming in today, it appears Democrats are on the verge of taking control of Congress. If the result holds, what I hope does not happen next is a surge of left-leaning policies.

Today is the winter solstice. The day in the Northern Hemisphere that is literally the shortest, and, therefore, the darkest of the year. It also feels, symbolically, that it may be the nadir in what has been a tremendously challenging year.

The weeks since the election have fully revealed the vicious cycle that has pushed right-wing media further and further into extremist territory. This phenomenon is not new.

I’ll be the first to admit, I’m done with this pandemic. I’m sick of shelter-in-place, work-from-home and distance learning. I’ve had it with purple, red and orange tiers. I want to put all my masks and bottles of hand sanitizer in a dumpster and burn them. I don’t want any more lock-downs or curfews or social distancing.

The trappings of Patriotism have long held stronger appeal to those on the right of the political spectrum. While conservatives may be more apt to display the American flag, I believe the more authentic measure of Patriotism is not such overt displays but how authentically you abide by America’s values.

The 2020 presidential election is now only two weeks away. This time every four years is already politically fraught, but all the more so in the midst of a global pandemic, economic depression and widespread civil unrest.

President Trump today enacted one of the most widespread and comprehensive measures to stem the systemic voter fraud he, and only he, expects to take place this November.

With the fall equinox, summer is officially over. And this particular summer, besides a global pandemic, devastating wildfires and widespread social unrest, will be known as the summer of hard seltzers.

Today is the nineteenth anniversary of the September 11 terrorist attacks. Just as previous generations asked each other “where were you when Kennedy was shot?” or “where were you on D-Day?”

Like much of America, my kids went back to school last week. Of course, by “back to school,” I actually mean back to a series of Zoom calls and asynchronous distance learning. And, by “distance learning,” I mean very little actual learning.

There is something very powerful and inspiring in the adage that every ending is a new beginning. Whether the concept is applied to a story, a company, a political movement, or a life, it serves to reframe a situation that may otherwise be sad, somber or overwhelming, instead providing inspiration, perseverance and hope.

By almost any measure 2020 has been the worst in our lifetimes, and the year is only just past the halfway mark. Measured in lives, 2,930 people died in the U.S. from Coronavirus in the last two days — equaling all the lives lost on 9/11.

One painful part of the process for most aspiring authors, or, for that matter, artists, musicians, entrepreneurs or anyone else in a creative field, is promoting oneself.

The publishing world is not exactly known for being early adopters of technology. Let’s face it: the last twenty years have been a technological transformation for all of us, but even more so in an industry that is fundamentally paper-based and hasn't changed much since Gutenberg invented the printing press. In 1440.

America was founded by progressives. People who wanted a better life, not just for themselves but for everyone in our society.

This question has come up with several people who have read early drafts of my book, Bit Flip. Like most novice writers, the ideas for this first book originated with my own experiences.

Father’s Day takes on different significance the older you and your children get. There are really four distinct phases of fatherhood.