Let me forgive myself for the stories that are not perfect, for the scenes rushed through and the plot points fumbled, and the language less than it ought to be, and the phrases that make me wince even though no one notices but me. Let me forgive myself for the stories I didn’t write, didn’t…… Continue reading A Writer’s Prayer
Over the weekend, I discovered that my first real mentor had shuffled off his mortal coil. Ron Geisheimer was a high school drama teacher, so he would have loved the use of that expression. Mr. G., as he was known to his students, was the very first person ever to challenge me. He saw worth…… Continue reading Opening Up A World Of Possibilities
Okay, let’s just address the pink rhinoceros in the room right off the bat. No sugar coating, here. The biopsy was brutal and the pathology results were alarming to everybody, including the doctors at the Mayo Clinic. Apparently this particular gut goblin is very aggressive. It hasn’t yet metastasized, but it has tipped me right…… Continue reading How To Make The Best Of Monkey Feces In Your Hair
And just like that, we’re in pre-production on a sequel to the anthology produced by PRC Productions back in August of 2016. Lady Belladonna’s Night Shades wasn’t a blockbuster by any means. It’s even debatable whether or not it could be considered a “hit.” The anthology has a permanent roost on Amazon Prime, where the…… Continue reading She’s Baaaaaaaack!
I’m finding the older I get the more “anniversaries” clutter up the memory banks. Seriously, I have anniversaries for everything. Or maybe it’s just a way for me to keep track of things. A mental filing system, if you will. With that in mind, this year is a big one. Apparently threes and eights are…… Continue reading Baked Goods
What does it really mean when somebody says he or she is living the dream? I’ve wondered that my entire life. Everybody seems to be in pursuit of a dream, looking for the man or woman of their dreams, working towards a dream life. All of which is kind of strange to me, but maybe…… Continue reading Perchance To Dream
Well, here we are. Another year gone. Another wheezes to a start. I’m still sorting through the cobwebs and dead links that characterized the last one. Both literally and figuratively. No, it wasn’t supposed to happen that way, but I’m not one to cry over spilled Grande, Quad, Nonfat, One-Pump, No-Whip, Mocha. Some years are…… Continue reading 2017, The Year That Was