WHO I AM.

In my hometown, good kids become insurance salesmen. I did not. At eighteen I moved west to the mountains of Colorado. Sold clothes, raised cattle, financed real estate investors. Lived in the city. Lived in the country. Slept under the stars. On couches. In basements. Climbed rocks, wrecked cars, brewed beer. Loved women. Almost loved women. Hitchhiked, bushwhacked, bivouacked. Sat at backcountry campfires. Drank at backcountry bars. Married. Had a son. Had another. Built a home. Got divorced. Putting it all back together. Staying curious. 

And, yet, I’ve wasted most of my time on the internet.

BOOK I WROTE.

The right path through life . . . we’re all trying to find it. But how to measure right? Money, status, power? Friends, family, relationships? Or is it simply the freedom to choose which of these actually matter? This book searches for the answers.

The author Michael Mohr called it: “honest, authentic and smart.”

FAVORITE ESSAYS.

Touch Me, Hobart

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow once sat here.

I’M A SPEAKER, TOO.

martin@martinbrodsky.com

GET AHOLD OF ME.

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