Do you remember the cheesy games we used to have to play? Those ice breakers at camp, corporate retreats, training...
Writing
First Days of School
Certain times of the year are causes for nostalgic thoughts. Fall is one of those special times, when one thing ends...
Getting Started
As a writer, I'm often asked where do I find my ideas? How do I get started? I start with two words: What if. I find...
An Interview With An Author, Part I
Recently, I sat down with an Intrepid Reporter who wanted to talk about my serial killer book, EYES WITHOUT A FACE....
Stone of Hope, 2011
Those who know me know I'm anything but shy. I'm cheeky. I sent a copy of the poem to the Obamas and received a lovely...
Looking Ahead
And so 2017 is in our rear view mirrors. 'Tis the time to wax eloquent about what the new year, 2018, will bring. I'm...
‘Twas the Night Before Deadline
with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer was...
He Sat Alone
Those who are regulars on this blog have read this essay before. I run it every Veteran's Day to remind me of what our...
It Always Takes Longer Than You Think
Time to share some publishing experiences from this year. I've been lucky to be involved with three books. One...
So You Think I Write About Me, Do You?
This post originally appeared on the Roses of Prose blog. Don't you just love the various questions we get from our...
Interacting
Have you ever sat in a coffee house or bar and watched how people sit or stand when they talk with each other? I love...
Introducing EYES WITHOUT A FACE
My newest book, Eyes Without A Face, releases in October. Unlike anything I've written before, it's from inside the...