“The mountain is quieter now. I don’t think a lot of people alive today would care about all that commotion back in the day. We was runners, makin’ shine, my whole family, all our kin. Big business … [Read more...] about Opening to Book III – still playing with a title
Author Notes
Songs From a Nursing Home
A cappella hymns, sung with conviction. Ancient lips, stumbling on every other word. Trusted words betrayed by confounded eyes. An ocean of hands waving high, each to its own lost beat, grasping at … [Read more...] about Songs From a Nursing Home
The fight, and the years…
You play golf and baseball and basketball. You play tennis. You play football and soccer. You don’t play boxing. You fight. You win or you lose. You break bones. You bleed. It’s really that … [Read more...] about The fight, and the years…
Remembering Fear and Terror
What I remember most about 9/11/2001 is fear. Everyone was in shock and afraid. I was at a tech expo that afternoon. We all stood around waiting for the next wave. About an hour in we all decided we … [Read more...] about Remembering Fear and Terror
Snakes, Quicksand, School
When the cowboy movies came to the Paramount Theater, for a Saturday afternoon at least, we could put away our unending and always present fear of slow death by snakebite or quicksand and just be … [Read more...] about Snakes, Quicksand, School
Signs… Richie O’Malley
Signs... Writing is hard. And fun. And hard. A couple of years ago, at the time I wrote my first book, I wrote some tongue and cheek blogs about the industry and my shock at what it looked like … [Read more...] about Signs… Richie O’Malley
Summer at Sixty
The mid-summer cicadas... the saddest sound I know. A reminder nothing good lasts forever. They are telling me that somewhere the first winds of winter are about to move across the surface of … [Read more...] about Summer at Sixty
Saman Kunan
The twelve boys trapped in that cave in Thailand was so two weeks ago. We live in this flash of news cycles. Endless, and every day it seems to get a little more surreal, it becomes oppressive, … [Read more...] about Saman Kunan
