As you might
have guessed, I’ve been a writer all my life. No, not because I
serve up particularly slick prose (sometimes I’ve got all I can do to cobble
a few intelligent paragraphs together), but because I can
go on and on and on about the most trivial of subjects. And what, dare I ask, could be more trivial than talking about oneself?
career began as a small-town radio news director in
Glasgow, Mont., (KLTZ,
a 250-watter that unabashedly proclaimed itself as “The Voice Of
Northeastern Montana." For the uninitiated reader, broadcasting with 250 watts is only slightly more powerful than shouting into tin cans linked by a string.
After a series of similar radio jobs in
increasingly larger markets, I managed to talk my way back to my
hometown, Minneapolis, where I worked for a slew of (well, at
least six that I can remember) radio, television and newspaper
reporting jobs. As you can see, peripatetic was my middle name;
job-hopping practically a specialty.
Then I moved on
to public relations work, then to book and magazine publishing.
I’ve written 28 non-fiction books and they’ve sold a few
million copies (he said modestly) in the U.S., Europe and other
countries. I won’t bore you with the titles. If you’re that
interested just Google my name (better use Charles F. Wetherall
if you want any serious results). Yahoo and the other search
engines will deliver more of the same shameless hype.
Along the way, I
did some of the major talk shows like authors do (Oprah’s people
called me one day as a last minute fill-in, then mysteriously,
never called back), and earned some ink in the major newspapers
and magazines that must have has been stuck with a slow news day.
You know, like the New York Times, U.S. News & World Reporter,
Good Housekeeping, Psychology Today, etc.
in there someplace is a journalism degree from the University of
Minnesota and some film school study at the USC School of
But, that’s all
behind me now. I write the occasional book. But travel and trading
are my main squeeze. And much as I
Edina (that’s a suburb of
that’s so sleepy the local chamber of commerce features a picture
of a water tower on its home page)
I love adventure traveling. And frankly, Minnesota is a lousy
place to live in winter, unless you're a polar bear. And the sweetest way to pay for my travels is to trade online as I
flit from place to place.
started online stock trading (call it day trading or swing
trading---anything but “investing”)---in the late 1990s, back in
the days when you could take a flier on virtually any Internet
stock and either lose your life’s savings in one reckless afternoon or
buy yourself a second-hand Bentley, if you played it smart. Well, I could never afford the Bentley but
through years of heedless speculation in the market, I know enough
to make money, stay out of Bleak House and keep from going off the
deep end like
Barton (the Atlanta day trader who assassinated his brokers
following a particularly difficult trading day).
mean that my Runaway Trader blog will be chockablock with day
trading tips and similar cyber fantasies. Sure, you’ll learn a bit
about how I trade and you may even want to try some of my
techniques yourself (at your own risk, I might add).
But make no
mistake, I’m not gathering data to write another book such as,
“How to Day Trade Your Way Around the World or Get Rich Right at
Home.” That’s work. And I don’t want to work anymore.
I want to play.
To have fun. To travel. To see the world. And to share my
adventure travel, my escapism, if you will. But
anybody can raid
their savings account and pop for a one-
or two-week sojourn. The trick is to enjoy the
lifestyles of the rich and famous (if that’s what I get) and pay for
your travel on the go with stock trades online---from
somewhere, anywhere in the world. Come join me and, if you like,
add your own voice to the chorus of Runaway Traders.