Announcement: I'm Writing a Book!
After a decade of making piles of notes and rough drafts, I’m putting it all together and writing a travel book aimed at helping people get the most out of their visit to Japan.
This is not going to be a typical travel book. I am not an influencer and I’m not going to feed you bad lists of must-see places. Instead, this project is driven by my own philosophy on travel, combined with practical strategies and useful information to make any trip as enriching as possible.
I need your help to see it through, though. For as little as USD $5, you can pre-order the book at a discount and get access to the final product, plus the audiobook version and supplemental materials. Check out the project page at davidwroteabook.com
My aim is to get it finished by the end of Q1 2025, but the more support I can get, the more time I can afford to put into it, leading to an earlier release date.
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Dispatch № 95: The Distance
It wasn’t about the cat vomiting behind the couch or the flat tire on the way to work, either. It wasn’t about the spilled water, the broken flowerpot, or the burned toast.
Dispatch № 94: The Light
When you realize that a dream, one that once compelled you into focused action, has all but totally withered away over many years of difficulty, you have a decision to make.
Dispatch № 93: Show-Runner
You can’t control nature any more than you can teach a cat to tap dance.
Dispatch № 92: Sitting on a Mid-River Stone
To simply exist and observe, to notice the small things happening around you, to be aware of your body as an element of the landscape.
Dispatch № 91: Stars and Waters
We’ve been looking up with interest since long before we were human, and when we look up at the night sky now, it may stir within us something ancient and deep…
Dispatch № 90: Sharp Enough
Attention to detail counts for a lot, as does consistency, and both become supercharged by regular and deliberate practice.
Dispatch № 89: Not Giving Up
If it weren’t for the fact that I like the people I work with and I like the kids I teach, I’d have run for the hills a while ago.
Dispatch № 88: Oh, an Earthquake
I had no fear during that earthquake, and frankly never have in any that I’ve experienced. Which some people have told me is strange.
Dispatch № 87: A New Bath to Call Home
When we departed and walked home, I already knew I wanted to go back, soon and often.
Dispatch № 86: Falling Into Patterns
If I am still contentedly cooking her breakfast forty years from now, I’ll consider that a great personal success in a life well lived.
Dispatch № 85: Absent
A thick black line drawn through her name, as she would not be attending.