“For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes…" "And in my prosperity, I said, I shall never be moved.” When trouble...

Twenty-three years ago, I spent Halloween on a plane and a hurried car ride from Medford to Cave Junction arriving at five in the...

“Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” A familiar phrase, but how does one accomplish the feat? One of the lawyers posing the...

Happy Halloween! I got an early start on the holiday doing karaoke as the Voodoo King. I can’t sing as many a rueful soul who has...

In ancient times when I went to high school, some of the English classes required reading included a little book titled Animal Farm. This...

Reached my midnight deadline with ten minutes to spare. I rewrote half a novel for a new and different audience in five days fueled...

The slothful man saith, There is a lion in the way; a lion is in the streets. Proverbs Sloth is one of the so-called seven deadly sins....

I met a man today. He’s a quiet man who keeps his thoughts tucked away in places no one can see. When he’s ailing, he rarely shows it,...

Forget fever, for now. Do you have pain in your legs? It could be a sign of deep vein thrombosis, or DVT, a condition that can lead to...

The horror of Poe’s Red Death is mere child’s play compared to the tales of terror and certain death woven by journalists today in...

At the impressionable age of seventeen I took an oath to defend the Constitution of the United States. My zeal for the keeping of that...

Well those drifter's days are past me now I've got so much more to think about Deadlines and commitments What to leave in, what to leave...

I am a part of a persnickety line. I won’t say the trait began with me, but I do own up to spreading that strand of DNA to my...

Britain’s chief ally against Hitler had surrendered. The invasion of England seemed inevitable and they were all alone. Churchill was...

Since I told you last time what I hate about writing, let me demonstrate for the depths of my insanity. Sometime around last Christmas a...

If you have been following the blog for even a few posts you have heard me rave about my passion for writing. If you have spoken with me...

Writers are like mothers with ugly children. We know there are people who don’t like what we have produced, but we do it anyway because...

“Well has Isaiah prophesied of you hypocrites, as it is written, ‘This people honor me with their lips, but their heart is far from me…in...

Someone asked me this weekend what I do for fun. As you might suspect given my rather plain, and somewhat driven nature…I write for fun....

When my oldest daughter was just old enough to begin feeding herself, a hint of her personality came immediately to light. She had a...