Packing for Palm Springs
It's time to pack. I leave early tomorrow morning for Palm Springs.
Remembrance Day
He has giant-sized compassion, an even bigger heart and a great eye...
Repent of Your Sticky Skins
Should I blame my crow-like love of all things shiny and gaudy on the austere…
You Know You’re A Writer When…
It's just humming along, doing its job. It doesn't need me in the way.
Be Vigilant with the Writing Process
See why I have to be vigilant? Did I ever tell you about my uncle…