There’s a moment in my novel, Last Bridge to Memphis, where the character of “Danny” (who is Elvis, still alive and kickin’ in the late 1980s), is having severe second thoughts about getting back on the horse, so to speak. The chapter in which this takes place is titled, “You Gave Me A Mountain,” and…… Continue reading You Gave Me A Mountain
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We’re doin’ this
There’s so much opportunity today for a writer to get their work published. They call it “self-publishing.” It’s now possible for virtually anyone with a decent story to tell to be an author. Still, I tried and I tried to go the traditional route (visions of my book stacked high on a front table at…… Continue reading We’re doin’ this
Shake. It. Off.
It was ten years ago this summer. A song came on the radio that saved my life. Seriously. If ever I was in a position where I needed to shake off the B.S. before it destroyed me, that was the time. By 2014, after a decade of hard work, sacrifice, and loyal service to my…… Continue reading Shake. It. Off.
Hi Dad!
With Father’s Day upon us, allow me to pontificate on a sore subject for parents of the male persuasion everywhere: Where’s the love?Mothers, on their special day, are treated to breakfast in bed, hugs and kisses, adoring smiles, flower bouquets, and saccharine greetings cards. Whereas Dads on Father’s Day are lucky to get a random,…… Continue reading Hi Dad!
British inversion
The U.S. and the UK are two countries separated by a common language. Some British bloke said that. I think it was either George Bernard Shaw or Rowan Atkinson. Whoever it was, he wasn’t wrong. I’m reading this thriller by a British author. At least it’s supposed to be a thriller, but 60 pages in,…… Continue reading British inversion
Netflix and not chill
I see dead people. They’re everywhere on Netflix. I don’t mean dead people as integral to the story — a la Ghost, or The Sixth Sense. And I don’t mean the victims of the many gruesome slasher flicks in the vast category of horror movies and shows. I mean the talking dead people. The ones…… Continue reading Netflix and not chill
Sunshine
An old song from the early 1970s came on the radio today and it triggered a lot of feelings as, no doubt, its writer Jonathan Edwards originally intended. Sunshine is a folk/pop song that was at its core a protest about authority and the bloody Vietnam War then raging. But I’ve always seen it also…… Continue reading Sunshine
Too much monkey business
You stand outside in the cruel, late winter chill. Your heart races. Your blood pressure boils. Sweaty hands clutch like death on the handle of the four-wheeled conveyance in front of you. The doors slide apart. Open your wallet and prepare to bleed out. You’ve entered the field of battle. Your neighborhood supermarket. https://youtu.be/k_hiSGmzVUM?si=_qY7JjKVg1FchSGZ Like…… Continue reading Too much monkey business
Always an Elvis angle
King Kong and the Empire State Building. Abe Lincoln and Illinois. Stephen King and Maine. Some personalities and places are just synonymous with each other. It’s like that with Elvis Presley and Las Vegas.And now we have the bombastic Travis Kelce of the Kansas City Chiefs to further memorialize this connection at the end of…… Continue reading Always an Elvis angle
Another King and “Fairy Tale”
The King of Rock ‘n’ Roll plays a big part in my unpublished novel, but today I want to talk a little about another King. Stephen King. I’ve read lots of Stephen King novels going all the way back to The Stand. If I had to choose, I’d say he’s among my favorite reads. Those…… Continue reading Another King and “Fairy Tale”