Election Day… Call It ED2


It's Election Day here in the United States and as usual, our sanity checks have been failed. I don't write about politics because, well, it really doesn't interest me. Not the running of our country or anything, no, that interests me plenty. It's the "debating" part and the "bipartisan" congress and politicians who don't interest … Continue reading Election Day… Call It ED2

False Alarm


I, uh, got carried away. The artist informed the publisher and I that what you think you saw was but a draft, a mere optical illusion. Nothing to see here, move along please. But for those of you who know me, you know where something may or may not be found in my pictures.  

Slow Roasted Goodyness


Like any good pulled pork (well, any good Southern pulled pork that is... still waiting for them northern folk to figure out that you can't fast-cook everything) a good novel takes time. A lot of time, really. Even if you're only at your keyboard for six hours writing, the story is in your mind all the time. And the plot lines, characters, destinations and localities all reside there on a permanent basis. The author should have a solid grasp on everything, and it'll taste wonderful at the end (insert crude joke here... c'mon, you know you want to).

Does It Suck?


As I sat through the weekend doing things (boring things, but things nonetheless) I started wondering: just what do people think of the book they bought? More specifically, my book. The floor is open, and nobody's comment will be refused. Did it suck worse than Pearl Harbor? Better? About the same? Let me know, it's … Continue reading Does It Suck?