"Why doesn't he do it himself?" Stephen asks. "No, that's the process," I say. "I put the ideas on paper...

It's 7:54 on July the 20th, 2019, and I'm sitting in front of my laptop computer in the thick air-conditioner air, waiting for the ...

Stephen and I don't give each other presents as a rule. We used to get together and, in a joint venture, buy some movies on DVD, but in...

It's the Fourth of July and we're in the little upstairs bathroom. Nicholas and I. Sitting on the floor with the loud bathroom fan...

Not long ago a friend posed the question on Facebook, do you have a bucket list and what's on it. And I realized I have a book cover bu...

It's late, and the dark of the tiny house where I'm having my writing retreat is broken by the glows of tea candles placed in the c...

It’s ten o’clock. I’m letting Nicholas out one last time. I stand just beyond the open doorway as he trots out into the backyard and sniffs...