I find myself wondering often why I’ve decided this is the year…THIS year of all my now 48 years…why have I decided to go all in on sobriety? Pretty certain […]

It’s normal to live without a crystal clear sense of what’s coming next, thought I had arrogantly convinced myself the majority of my life was at least as set as […]

On days like today, the simultaneous anniversary of Loving Day and the death of Medgar Evers, I don’t think there’s anything I can offer that’s more pertinent or appropriate. Let’s […]

Hopefully, anyway. I have selfishly allotted myself too long a hiatus from exercising my writing muscles outside of either second guessing what I have down for future novels or editing […]

“Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more. It’s contrast.”   — Virginia Woolf*     We all know I love my metaphors. Well, […]

A few years ago I penned a love letter of sorts to Mother’s Day and to my own dear Momma. You can read it here if you’re so inclined.  I […]

Like most people I know I’ve spent the last week in ponderance about human on human violence, and specifically the use of firearms in these events. You do even a little […]

In my continuing quest to produce powerful fiction, I’ve left my job of the last two years to return to the relatively predictable world of the restaurant industry. I have […]

“I make a project and I panic. Which is good, it can be a method. First, panic. Second, conquer panic by working.  Third, find ways to solve your doubts.”         […]