When my sons were much younger they loved dinosaurs. And so they loved animated series of movies starring a group of singing dinosaurs called The Land before Time. I watched those movies with my sons those twenty plus years ago on prehistoric format known as VHS. I had just left a career at a burning... Continue Reading →
Some writing with your coffee? It is not yet seven a.m. on Sunday morning. And I have been up for close to ninety minutes. This is my schedule. I have come to the conclusion that sleeping in is overrated. This is my day off and one hears a lot about how others relish the chance... Continue Reading →
A troubling thing has been happening since I published my historical fiction novel, Tripio. I have been getting asked quite a bit the question: “What is a tripio?” This question was first asked me at a class on memoir writing at the Indiana Writers Center. No one in the class with me knew what... Continue Reading →
“Just dash something down if you see a blank canvas staring at you with a certain imbecility” I wrote that Painters block? I take this blog seriously. I know I have come to use humor more frequently as the blog goes on. However I believe that is an indication of growing confidence in the blog... Continue Reading →
“I’m sittin’ in first class and they can all kiss my ass, ‘cuase I’m goin’ back baby, back outta the world.” In Tripio, the protagonist Jay is writing his first novel. It is a road book. One of Jay’s literary heroes in Tripio is Jack “That’s not writing, that’s typing” Kerouac. It is in... Continue Reading →
HOWARD BEHAR AND I 'TALK' AT A STARBUCKS "You know the store where Tripio takes place is gone now?" I asked Howard next. I had no idea why. "Oak Park?" He looked back from the street to meet my eyes. 'No. The one on the corner of Diversey, Clark and Broadway. Dickens is stll there,... Continue Reading →
"It is him." Jay thought to himself. 'Damn if it isn't. Howard Behar. My old boss. Should I say something to him?" Jay was in Palm Springs for work on a fluke brought on by the Pandemic. He hadn't been able to travel for work since he became a single parent around eight years ago.... Continue Reading →
“I’m sittin’ in first class and they can all kiss my ass, ‘cuase I’m goin’ back baby, back outta world.” Terry Allen & The Panhandle Mystery Band - Back Out Of The World - 1987 album - Amerasia Jay, Rick and T heading back outta the world In Tripio, Jay is writing his first novel.... Continue Reading →
A Red Apron Recipe- practices to keep the mind in writing shape 'I'm now finished with "Back outta the World" and feel good about it. I don't really mean I feel great about the stuff on the pages but rather how it got there. Plus, I had the thought towards the end that I really... Continue Reading →
To submit a query, please use the form below. Please fill out all fields. If an agent wishes to read your submission, he or she will contact you in response to your query, usually within 6-8 weeks. Which agent would like to submit to? https://www.fineprintart.com/art/history-of-the-starbucks-logo There she is. My agent. She and I actually worked... Continue Reading →
