Health Care

Research shows hope for dementia prevention; epidemic grows (Kitsap Business Journal, January 2014)

Pet therapy can help with healing, recovery (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2013)

Petition to label GMO foods left for voters’ decision (Kitsap Business Journal, April 2013)

Clinical trials bring cutting-edge care to small communities (Kitsap Business Journal, July 2009)

Prostate cancer often a disregarded concern by men (Kitsap Business Journal, April 2011)



Avalara maintains ranking among fastest-growing tech companies (Kitsap Business Journal, December 2013)

OfficeXpats creates a business hub for independents (Kitsap Business Journal, September 2013)

Creating effective content to promote your business (Kitsap Business Journal, July 2013)

Bainbridge entrepreneur sees big potential in ‘adaptive technology’ (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2012)

Popularity of crowdfunding catches up to businesses (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2013)

Local banks, credit union keep pace with growing interest in mobile banking (Kitsap Business Journal, May 2013)

Banking on the go? There’s an app (or site) for that (Kitsap Business Journal, May 2011)


Technology & the Internet

Content marketing emerges as hottest new trend (Kitsap Business Journal, February 2014)

Oh, behave! Debate over behavioral advertising heats up (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2012)

The transmedia success of Angry Birds (Flip the Media, April 2013)

Common mistakes in intellectual property misuse (Kitsap Business Journal, February 2013)

BPA wraps up ‘demand response’ pilot projects (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2012)

Is it time to move to ‘the cloud’? (Kitsap Business Journal, June 2012)


Profiles & Human Interest

Of journeys, miracles and angels (Kitsap Sun, July 2011)

Laughing for no reason and proud of it (Kitsap Sun, July 2011)

Out-of-this-world gift ideas, the 2013 edition (Kitsap Business Journal, December 2013)

Some gift ideas out of this world (or close enough) (Kitsap Business Journal, December 2010)

Denali National Park ecotourism (

Historians record nearly forgotten cemeteries (Kitsap Sun/ Seattle Times, August 2009)

Keeping a promise to a beloved son (Kitsap Sun, May 2009)



Tacoma Narrows Airport master planning looks at future possibilities (Peninsula Gateway, January 2014)

Avalara maintains ranking among fastest-growing tech companies (Kitsap Business Journal, December 2013)

Plan to allow taller downtown buildings in Gig Harbor draws strong reaction (Kitsap Business Journal, October 2013)

Gig Harbor’s retail comings and goings reflect national trend (Kitsap Business Journal, May 2011)

North Mason group crusades to fight cancer (Kitsap Sun, January 2011)


Freelance journalist, writer, editor and multimedia producer Rodika Tollefson creates and plays in the rural woods of Gig Harbor, Washington. She welcomes assignments from publication editors as well as work-for-hire from anyone who needs writing, editing, video or communications/media consulting work.

Words of wisdom I try to live by

“I couldn’t wait for success, so I went ahead without it.” ~Jonathan White

“The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.” ~Michelangelo

"It's never too late to be what you might have been." ~George Elliot

A little creative writing break: Writing TIme

An impromptu unedited piece about writing

By Rodika Tollefson

All those writing books by seasoned professionals tell you: You must have morning pages. That’s when you get up 10 minutes early and before you go about your day, your first thoughts pour into the pages for 10 minutes. Write junk if you want to, the advice says. Complain. Make shopping lists. Plan your day. Write whatever comes to mind, just write.

I have resisted so far giving in to such advice. I plan my day all day long already. I have little time for shopping so the lists would just there, unspent. I get to write junk already plenty, being a paid writer with lots of assignments they call “fluff.”

It’s that fluff writing that pays the bills -- not those wonderful literary masterpieces that undoubtedly are waiting inside me, waiting to be discovered, waiting for me to become the next Hemingway. Well, maybe I could become famous posthumously; it seems a lot of writers die first before getting noticed.

Where were we? Oh yes, writing time.

No matter what they say, writing is still a lot about inspiration. Maybe good writers just learned to be inspired instantly as soon as they get a hold of the pen and paper. After many failures, they disciplined themselves to write beautiful prose instantly. But me, the average scribe, I need inspiration.

And I do get it at least once a day, but it’s usually in odd places. I’ll be driving one time, be in the middle of a deadline the next time, or in the middle of a book whose sole purpose is to inspire me -- which it does -- but I ignore its pleading to drop it and write. I’m too tired. Too busy. Too whatever -- the explanation changes each time.

And so those fleeting moments of inspiration take off from inside me, hover in the air as if making sure I don’t change my mind, and move on. Maybe to another writer, another universe, another day. With them goes my masterpiece, my brilliant piece of writing that instead will end up with another writer’s name on it -- a writer who was smarter than me, more disciplined. Maybe a writer who does morning pages as a self-exploration or an exercise to get all the junk out of the brain so he or she can move on to the more brilliant stuff.

Once in a while, I do get lucky. Those fleeting moments of inspiration take mercy and instead of flying away forever, they get tucked in back inside my soul. I do love them, for they are patient…knowing…hoping that some day I too will be smarter, more disciplined, more motivated to listen to them, give them freedom. They yearn to guide my pen toward that next wonderful story.

Writing time. Part inspiration, part luck, part the ability to ignore the outside world in the whirlwind of children needing help with homework, husband waiting for dinner, clients waiting for their collection of fluff, deadlines waiting to mess up what you’ve managed to have left of a social life, bills waiting to be paid. This outside world must be what writer’s hell is like -- that perpetual agony between snatching the inspiring thought and finding the time to make it fly and go for a ride. Writing time. Maybe it’s just a curse?

Creative writing break: From the Essays file


Memories are like birds.

They fly, fast and free, with their wings spread open.
They are swarming, loud.

Once in a while, they stop still.

They nest in our hearts.

Unlike a bird's nest, memories are less exposed to the world. They are concealed deep inside our hearts and soul, often time stuffed there by a mind that does not want to remember a painful sensation.

Other times they are lively and ecstatic, laughing out loud or just smiling contentedly.

These are the memories that we put into pictures and keepsakes in order to capture them into something more material, something more feasible that we can touch and see over and over again, something that would live through generations to tell the happy story.

Those are the memories of a first bouquet, wedding bells, first charming baby smile, the long gone dear friend…

They are the memories we try to hang on to, try to grasp them with our fingers and clutch them in our fists… too precious to let go.

Among them is a picture of the sunset and a tree in full bloom.

What is the soul trying to tell by captioning these serene moments onto the glossy paper? Are these part of the memories that will be shared with generations to come, or are they just a trace of lost happiness, an attempt to recreate a smile of the nature itself?