Well, it’s not all because of our late, great, dog Jane—at least not exactly. Read on. In the early spring of 1998, our elderly dog was...

My new novel, Into the Attic, was accepted for publication by Koehler Books at the end of February, which gave me a huge boost and...

From my internal Webster: Moving, verb: Relocating from one place to another. Moving, adjective. Something that stirs one to deep...

So much in writing depends on the superficiality of one’s days. One may be preoccupied with shopping and income tax returns and chance...

My ankles are in, then up to my knees. I’m a bit cold, but it’s inviting. I picture myself fully in, going under and over. Big pause. I...

Since fiction writing is in so many ways a random process—who knows what might occur to you, or what that thought will give birth to down...

Well underway with a new novel. So I must admit it's somewhat autobiographical since the (currently) 59-year-old protagonist is getting...