Splitsville, that’s the feeling.
I spent the month of July in Colorado with a notion that I would relocate there. Nothing ever developed that made me feel like Colorado would become ‘home’, and it seemed easier to go back to Tucson until next spring…see how I feel then. Continue Reading
I wrote a blog post many years ago called ‘Liability Shields Can’t Stop Bullets’. It was a provocative piece about shootings, and it almost made its way into my first novel. I decided not to include it in the book because it weighted the closing in a strange way, opening up a new theme as the story ended. In that context, I felt the piece might be misunderstood as an attempt to justify shootings or appease shooters. Continue Reading
This is a word meme of a passage from my book ThunderBird Walking:
Four years ago I was in the process of finalizing a version of ThunderBird Walking for self publication. I released it in November of 2013 as a sort of 50th birthday gift for myself. Today I looked over some parts of it thinking about creating a few internet memes for my Facebook writer page. Lots of thoughts and emotions connected to the journey of writing such a personal book hit me. Continue Reading
Throwback to August 16, 2007. This was a character perspective piece attached to the character from my first novel. He’s supposed to be a ghost who died and is trying to make sense of his life. Even though it says “he’s a ghost looking back over 47 years” in the opening of the book, no one seemed to pick up on that. Either I suck as a writer or no one looks at writing as literature anymore. Oh well. This didn’t make it into that book, but I thought it might make it into the followup, which is now dead. So here it is in a blog post, a short little character perspective piece…. Continue Reading
The Gift. It was a pair of Zuni sun-face earrings. To me they symbolized light and sunshine, a welcome to the Southwest, recognition of an amazing life journey, and friendship. But they weren’t received that way. Instead, they were somehow seen as an attempt to undermine personal safety and pick someone apart. Out of that came an idea for a whole book, or perhaps it might be more accurate to say that I came up with the idea for a new book and then this happened.
Now that the fury in Baltimore has seemed to quiet down, I thought I would share some of my own perspectives on what is going on. We bring our narcissism to these kinds of things. They often serve as a inkblot test to what has happened in our own lives, and I am no better. But I grew up in Maryland, and I had some dealings with corrupt people in positions of power there, so maybe my perspective cuts a little deeper. Continue Reading