Why I bought a book This was the second time I had stopped into the independent bookstore closest to me to try to get them interested in carrying my novel, The Trier. The first visit I left my promotional signing card, my business card, and, I thought, a good impression. I had heard nothing... Continue Reading →
I owe the planet for my coffee I owe the planet for all the coffee I've consumed over the years. So, when I was invited to the Hooser Climate Party on Indianapolis's Massachusetts Avenue, I had to attend. The invitation was extended as a indirect result of the recent book signing event for my... Continue Reading →
My decision to self-publish was found in a brown paper bag "Could there be some silent audience eagerly awaiting his new novel? Some hidden force unrecognized by the publishing and critical world of New York City, which, like an orbiting space station, looks upon the rest of America without ever interacting with it? -excerpt... Continue Reading →
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I feel like any value or use found in a post called a leave in for the mind, will still have value a couple years after it was posted. That is the point, isn't it? I posted these leave ins a couple years ago, and feel like they hold up. See what you think. 1.... Continue Reading →
It was great I had a great time yesterday. I went on a antiques road trip in southwestern Indiana with two of my young adult kids. We stopped at antique shops, some open, some closed, some big, some small. We drove a loop that took us to about six hours, stopped to eat, and... Continue Reading →
Ten thoughts I wrote down "Don't translate, answer." Those were the instruction from my Russian professor in college. He wanted his students to answer his questions posed in Russian as responses, not having taken the extra step to translate from Russian to English to Russian to answer. I have something similar in mind with... Continue Reading →
Take me to the river This works for me. It really does. I have been tossing my attachments log into the Ohio River for at least five years now. It surprised me when I checked on the archives of the blog to see that I had only posted about it one other time. Perhaps... Continue Reading →
The grind for my mind My double espresso is pouring slowly and with intent into my favorite doppio cup. It is not yet five in the morning. In a few minutes I will go outside to sit and write or journal to the birds chirping up in the branches, still unseen, as it will be... Continue Reading →
