Gradon Tripp

26 years ago today, my mother died.
Emma Mae Waters was getting out of work at the New Hampshire state mental hospital, where she was a nurse. While on her way to her car, she was abducted by Robert Bruneau, her estranged and abusive husband — my stepfather. Long story short, she didn’t get out of [...]

My father called me tonight. This isn’t a normal thing. Normally, if someone calls, it’s my mother. But Dad’s not home, he’s in Ossipee, New Hampshire, hunting.
And that’s not normal either. He was supposed to leave New Hampshire and head back to Florida on Monday. But he got a phone call from his friend Bill’s [...]

If you’ve spent much time in the technology/marketing/PR side of social media over the past couple of years, you’ve probably read your share of blog posts about “authenticity” and “realness” and “transparency.”
You’ve also probably stumbled across a few “real” personalities who pride themselves on a hardcore lack of editing.
This is often treated as a badge [...]

(This post actually comes from me, Meg Fowler. You can find everything else I yammer about here and here.)
“Scandal is what one half of the world takes pleasure inventing, and the other half in believing.” — Paul Chatfield
It’s no secret that social media runs on the twin engines of boredom and scandal… and that the [...]

I was supposed to write a love list last Friday – I left a comment saying so on Meg’s love list, but got distracted and forgot about it.
Isn’t that just like life, though? You want to focus on what you love, what inspires you, but then you get busy, get bogged down with, well, life, [...]