Author Archives

I write and write and write until I like it. Then I rewrite and rewrite and rewrite until everybody likes it. But those damn words keep filling up my head till I have to get them out!

  • ENOUGH!

    I’m overdue.  I haven’t ranted in a while. I tried to take a more live and let live stance;  water rolling down my back, so to speak, but now… I can’t hold it in any longer. To all media.  Print,… Read More ›

  • Ahoy!

          My grandson Bennett was so excited that the weather had finally turned warm that he pulled on his shirt backwards, didn’t comb his hair, forgot about socks    and barely got his shoes on the right feet before… Read More ›

  • Mickey Mouse Goth Club

    Once again, I sit before the screen and the only thing going on is the taunting of damn blinking cursor.  I thought posting more to my blog would get me motivated to produce stories. If anything, it wears me out…. Read More ›

  • The elephant in the room

    There’s an elephant in the room and I’m not going to try hide from it or ignore it anymore. It is just as much a part of me as anything could ever be.  It hides in the back of my mind in everything I… Read More ›

  • So, there was this guy with a dog…

    I took my normal route home yesterday from work. On a good day, I can be home in twenty minutes and yesterday the traffic was cooperating nicely.   Just a block off the interstate, there’s a pretty large intersection.  I don’t… Read More ›

  • Step away for the keyboard and no stories will be harmed…

    I’ve been so busy at work that I have zero energy to write when I get home.  So I haven’t.  For days.  Written anything, I mean.  I have, of course gone home.  I would never stay in the office if… Read More ›

  • Stephen King and red wine

    I have  been putting together the bare bones of a new story.  As I was mind-mapping in prep of an outline(writing down anything that comes to mind when thinking about the story), I saw an old pattern creep in. It’s… Read More ›

  • I heard her voice.

    I heard her voice call my name and for a split second, I forgot she was gone. Then her absence came back. Since Mom’s death last spring, I’ve had very few dreams of her and most have been just flashes… Read More ›

  • I don’t wanna

    I don’t want to write today. What I’d really like to do is fly. Not in a plane but with wings or on a magic carpet or something. I could be like the kid in the children’s story, The Little… Read More ›

  • WTF!

    My hideously uncreative and banal day-job is arranging travel plans for other people, paying their bills and ordering equipment worth more than my house. Today, our office received an email- warning us of a disgruntled and somewhat “unstable” ex-employee who… Read More ›