Ten Things

Ten Things

When my wife, Dixie, and I moved into this house twenty-five years ago, we looked around at all the space and said, There’s no way we’ll ever fill this! Our small stucco California bungalow looked to us like a mansion. And it was compared to the condo we’d just left....
Significant Injury

Significant Injury

Today in a jury room, while myself and eleven other jurors deliberated on the case we’d been assigned, a DUI resulting in a T-bone car accident, our deliberation took us to this question: Should we take into account that the trauma surgeon treating the victim’s broken...
The Mysterious Back Page

The Mysterious Back Page

The other day, I was cleaning out my bookshelf and came across a tattered book that was given to my mother as a teenager. (Though when I texted her just now she said she has no memory of the “Steve and Sue” whose inscription in the front cover indicates they gifted...
Welcome Louisa Kelly!

Welcome Louisa Kelly!

Hello Friends! I’d like to introduce you to Louisa Kelly, who is on a blog tour! What is that, you ask? Well, for starters it’s something I have never done. But many authors do. They get other authors to host them on their websites. And because I am a big...
A short story for your enjoyment

A short story for your enjoyment

So, every now and then I veer away from whatever novel I’m working on to write a short story. I have tons of them, most unpublished. I write them for fun. I get an idea and I want to see it on the page. So today, for lack of anything else to say, I’ve decided to share...
Border Crossing

Border Crossing

So, I was a little anxious about crossing the Mexico/U.S. border. Not so much about entering Mexico (though I was a little nervous about my lack of Spanish), but about returning to the U.S. I’m not sure what I thought would happen. It’s not like I’m a terrorist or a...
Feeling Other People’s Feelings

Feeling Other People’s Feelings

The first time I cried on stage was in college. It was a big deal for me. I was in an Acting Shakespeare class and was performing a monologue from Cymbeline.  The character I’d chosen was Imogen, daughter of Cymbeline, the king. In the monologue, she is responding to...
Bad-Assed

Bad-Assed

One thing I never have to worry about is getting too full of myself. See, I have this built-in behavior pattern that kicks in any time I might be tempted to even think I’m “all that.” An example: Recently, my wife Dixie and I had the privilege of teaching a five-day...