Avoiding the stairs.

The rain has stopped, but it stands in puddles on the ground, regrouping. The sparrows dart in, splash, laugh, pass. The fog and steam hangi...

Being a writer is weird. Everyone thinks you have a "fake job" and you think, well, sure pays like a fake job , but would a fake...

I'm a writer, so I hear more complaints, attacks, and laments about book reviews than most. I am well aware that some writers pay f...

When people ask what I write, the answer is easy. I write fiction. Bam. Done. I got an email this morning from someone who is calling me o...

EXPLANATION, ATONEMENT, & APPEAL I suck at social media. I suck at being social period , so that shouldn't surprise me. I...

READ THIS. SHARE THIS. SAVE A LIFE. PLEASE! I am a biker. When I ride my motorcycle, I wear a full-face helmet, kevlar pants, an armor...

My excellent friend Yvonne Hertzberger (also a brilliant writer) invited me to do this 'blog tour' thing. Naturally, I assumed it ...