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Those Who Wake Up in Love

Love seems to be growing rarer and rarer in this world, doesn’t matter which kind I’m talking about. There’s vitriol and hostility everywhere — on all sides. I get it, I suppose. Love in every form requires vulnerability and courage. […]

Thank-You for Making Your Broken Bird World

Yesterday I bid adieu to my Facebook wall and all the people who live there (for as long as I can, I think). It felt really interesting to wake up this morning. That strange convolution was no longer tangled up […]

Wind-Toads at Night: A Very Short Story

We had a huge cold front come in right around 9:00 last night. The temperature dropped fast from 52-degrees Fahrenheit to 20-degrees Fahrenheit, and by our 10:30 bedtime the wind was blowing hard. Our bedroom wall is northwest facing and […]

Notes on the Heart of Darkness: Ex-Urban Wildernesses

When someone speaks knowingly of a heart of darkness somewhere, understand that they don’t realize this heart is only an opening or an entrance into something that is hard to understand. Inside a real heart of darkness there are dimensions. […]

Smashwords Rocks: My Books at Your Price and the Philosophy of Modern Fiction

A few days ago I posted my novel Beyond the Will of God to Smashwords.com as my first experience with the book distribution upstart. Yesterday I posted both of my story collections, Trying to Care: A Story Collection and Implosions of […]

Along With Ecstasy: an Ex:Urbia ex:cerpt

Below is a work-in-progress passage from my novel Ex:Urbia.  Along With Ecstasy I pass a crumpled pickup on the road tonight heading home from the city. I had given a dinner speech at the Center City Marriott on contract fund […]

Everyone Gets a Scarlet Letter: Love in the Time of Implosions

We’ve been through more than a decade of struggle now, haven’t we? There’s that economy thing that’s been eating at all of us this past three years. But there’s also the insanity of extremist violence and murderous intent directed randomly […]

Real Romance: Implosions of America

My fellow Americans, we are all so stupid and wishy-washy about love. Those of us in our 50s and beyond are also faced almost daily with the weird little gremlin of loss — loss of parents, loss of friends, loss […]