The Mayberry I knew is gone. The Town of Farmville just upgraded the security at the courthouse, and while I understand the need for it, I dislike it. Perhaps the Mayberry I knew never really existed, except in comparison with what I left behind in New York City. The Mayberry I Knew: Farmville, Virginia The… Continue reading Mayberry Is Gone: Security Upgrades at Our Courthouse
The revelation of my own sinfulness hit me like a lungful of icy, spruce-scented air on a frigid Vermont morning. I gasped, realizing that I was hearing and feeling the message through every bone and sinew of my body. It had been a long, long time since something hit me that powerfully. The lector read… Continue reading Tuning Out the Devil’s Radio
...thank you, content thieves. After finding out that not one but two people are copying my work, I've decided to put Night Songs on hold. Thank you for your support. I will finish it. In the meantime, you can get a teaser here on my site.
This is Chapter Four of my in-progress novel, Night Songs. I'm blogging it chapter by chapter each week (or so). When it's complete, it will be revised and published via Amazon. Comments are welcome. Previous chapters are linked at the end of Chapter Four if you are picking up the story here. Chapter Four Mickey… Continue reading Night Songs, Chapter Four
This past week, I hit the wall. I pushed my body to the maximum and could go no further. Yet I did go on. I had to. I was about two or more miles from my car and night was rapidly approaching. Here’s what I learned from moving beyond my body’s self-imposed physical limitations. What… Continue reading Hitting the Wall: Life Lessons
Gratitude. Thankfulness. When is the last time you told someone how much you valued them? There's power in gratitude, and now a research project backs it up. Today, I published a story on Medium called "Never Underestimate the Power of Gratitude." It's based on a research study that crossed my desk a few weeks ago.… Continue reading The Power of Gratitude
I am grateful I can walk. I have the blisters to prove it. I walked a charity 5K on Saturday and hiked 11+ miles on Monday. Here's what I did and why I did it. Who said writers were sedentary creatures? I don't talk much about my childhood, except for the good parts of course… Continue reading I Am Grateful I Can Walk, and I Have the Blisters to Prove It
I'm exhausted from playing wanna-be jock all weekend. Saturday, I walked a charity 5K. Monday, I hiked 11+ miles on a strenuous trail. I spent Sunday doing the work I'd normally do on Monday for my paying writing clients, so I did not get to update Night Songs. Back next weekend with more adventures!
“Time to pick up Aunt Lucille!” We hopped into my dad’s blue 1962 Ford. I adjusted the heavy wool plaid blanket that covered the ripped seats. We were off to pick up my favorite aunt so that she could join our family for Christmas dinner. The red cellophane wreaths with the giant Christmas candles lit… Continue reading The Shepherd’s Secret
...wasn't the Kavanaugh hearings or how accusations from 30+ years ago may be enough to ruin a man's life... That was disturbing enough. You want to know the most disturbing thing I read this week? Comments on "A Canticle for Leibowitz" left on Amazon. "I didn't understand the reason, why, in the last book, the… Continue reading The Most Disturbing Thing This Week