Flummoxed

Well, I haven’t been posting later, and a lot of the reason for that is that I am embarrassed. National Novel Writing Month has started, but I haven’t. I signed up, mind you, but that’s as far as I have gotten. In the signing up part, they asked for a synopsis of my story. In … More Flummoxed

Rest in Peace

I teach a class called Writing for Publication at my university, but for me, writing is writing. I never pass up the opportunity for my students to learn something new. Part of that is simply getting them to experience life–and to write–outside their comfort zone. And so this morning, I took my students to the … More Rest in Peace

Tom Horn Rides Again

I am determined to be a part of NaNoWriMo this year. For those of you who don’t know, that’s National Novel Writing Month, where each November crazy people like me attempt to write a 50,000-word novel in 30 days. I’ve done it three times, and have three books to share because of it. But there … More Tom Horn Rides Again

For I live in a digital world, and I am a digital…boy.

I grew up in the era of Dick Tracy. I spent every Sunday morning reading the comics out of the paper, and Dick Tracy and his two-way wrist radio–and later wrist TV–were always fascinating to me. (Almost as much as the anti-magnetic spaceship that some of the characters used to go to the moon, but … More For I live in a digital world, and I am a digital…boy.

Are We There Yet?

Next month I turn 60, and I truly never believed that I would be this old. When I was a teenager, I was convinced I would die an early death. On the other hand, I had a hard time visualizing me being a 60-year-old geezer, sitting around in my rocking chair talking about the good … More Are We There Yet?

Larger Than Life

I admire artists whose work is larger than they are. What made me start thinking along these lines was thinking about Mount Rushmore. Shelly and I have been talking about doing another road trip sometime in the next few months, and we have never been to Mount Rushmore or to the Black Hills of South … More Larger Than Life