I’m all lost in a medical bureaucratic jigsaw puzzle.
When you can't sleep, you walk and write.
Chaser and The Chief brace an old nemesis, while Emily Twiggs takes a walk on the wild side to find information on The Man with the Gold Car.
Paleocon Diary (#241).
The day I got to stand outside MTV Studios during TRL, they had a crappy band.
I'm a slow walker, and I scrutinize the city for odd details: in a place like New York, there are always some I’ve missed.
Oscar Berkman gets a new assignment, while Detective Death is up to his old tricks.
David Goodwillie’s Kings County is an entertaining mystery, despite its flowery prose.
What was and what could've been with a high school crush.
Before the United Nations, slaughterhouses lined the waterfront on 1st Ave.
A TV show from long ago.
Watching the humpbacks off New Jersey.
Strikes and gutters, ups and downs.
Remembering the late Sandie Castle.
The chemical allowed patients to break through to their subconscious mind and release their psychic wounds.
One man’s disorder is another man’s opportunity.
The current residents don't buy the story; it makes them laugh.
Quite reasonably, the Americans behaved as untrained troops have always behaved: they ran like hell.
Finding Bernie and learning about common genealogical history.
No hints dropped.
Three stories from Pittsburgh.
The acclaimed American writer gave this reading at the University of Alabama in September 1990.
Nearly nine hours, this is part one of a three part complete reading of the 1973 novel. If you're still in quarantine, or stuck in a police barricade, it's a perfect way to pass the time!
A conversation with Charlie Rose.
Five poems from a new collection for sale here.
Writing and recording poems every week for a newborn daughter.
Dad was a humble giant, at least to his five sons.
I’m an old cowhand.
As a teenager, I was a walking zit.