Over the weekend I came down with a bad case of cramps. Writer's cramps. Brain cramps. Words got stuck, no matter what...
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Why I Don’t Run For A plane
Back in the late 73s, I was stuck in traffic on my way to Los Angeles International Airport to catch a PSA jet to San...
Twas the Night Before Deadline
with apologies to CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE 'Twas the night before deadline, when all through the house Not a writer...
Staying True To My Roots
No, I don't mean the color of my hair. It's silver-white by nature. What I mean is I can't and won't walk away from...
Twas the Night Before Deadline
I always rerun this post just before Christmas in honor of the angst my fellow writers and I often feel. I hope you...