First published on my Substack, https://plungesociety.substack.com , October 18, 2025 I’ve been writing about my own journey for years now. The ups and downs, the open road, and the dreams that won’t quit even when everything else falls apart. I’ve been as transparent as I can about all of it. The moments that have been incredible, and the ones that made me feel like giving up. Because that’s how life is, that’s the whole picture that we all experience. Now, I’m going to take

First published on my Substack, https://plungesociety.substack.com , October 11, 2025 People sometimes ask me,“Keith, what is it you’re trying to be? A writer? A filmmaker? A motivational speaker?” And I get it. The world loves labels. It makes people feel safer when they can put you in a box. But the truth is, I’m not really trying to be any of those things, and yet, I’m trying to be all of them. The bottom line is that I’m trying to be a storyteller. A person who tells stor

First published on my Substack, https://plungesociety.substack.com , October 4, 2025. I call these  Letters From the Deep End  because that’s where I’m writing from. I’m all in on this dream path, no shallow water, and no easy way back. These letters are me sharing what it looks like from out here. A few days ago, I woke up in a familiar headspace. Heavy emotions, sinking feeling in my chest, and old fears creeping in. The kind of energy that used to hijack entire weeks of my

First published on my Substack, https://plungesociety.substack.com , September 27, 2025 Two Fires, One Mission I carry two fires. One whispers:  “Follow your dreams, there is hope.” The other roars:  “Enough! No more time for divisiveness. No more time for narrow-minded bullshit.” Both fires live in me. Both are true. Both are needed. This Year Began in Loss I started 2025 in a hospital room, holding my mother’s hand. After 2½ years of being her 24/7 caregiver, I watched her

Thirty days into life as a nomad, I wrote this: “So much has happened in the last 30 days. I gave notice to, and left my job. Got rid of...

Science, Spirituality, and the Power of Belief If you’ve followed my blog or read my book,  Your Time Is Now , you know of my deep...

When life feels stagnant, lacking in purpose, or becomes financially challenging, creativity isn’t just a luxury—it’s the way out. In...

Are you feeling stuck, like you're living a life that's not quite your own? Do you have passions and creative ideas bubbling beneath the...

A rallying cry or rallying call is something such as a word or phrase, an event, or a belief which encourages people to unite and to act...

It’s fall in my part of the world, and the Earth is showing off its beauty in vivid colors. There’s something exciting about the changing...

Me and my trusty car (The Red Rocket) have traveled more than 80K miles and 26 states together. I wonder, as I write this, if anyone...

If you’ve followed my nomadic journey for long, you’ve heard of Vega, Texas. Situated about thirty-five miles west of Amarillo, Vega is a...

What is it about ghost towns that captures our interest and curiosity? Maybe there were famous people who once lived there, or perhaps...

What kind of writing do you do? I started out in 2011 as a romance writer, but since then have branched into historical fiction, horror,...

July 24, 2019. Nearly two months into my new life as a nomad writer. I left my home state of Kentucky on June 1, traveled through...

What kind of writing do you do? I am primarily a fiction writer. My short stories have a wide range of topics and themes. My novel, The...

By the time I arrived in Creede, Colorado in July of 2019, I’d already driven more than 10k miles on my nomadic journey. Finally, I was...

What kind of writing do you do? I’m primarily a screenwriter, but I’ve written opinion columns, essays, and short stories. I typically...

There’s still so much of the United States I haven’t seen, but I’m grateful for the states I’ve visited. One of my favorite places has to...

Back in 2019, I passed through the Texas Panhandle twice. The first time I was on my way to Colorado, where I staid in a Rocky Mountain...