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The Story Behind The Irrepairable Past
First of all, yes, I intentionally spelled the word wrong. Why? Because irreparable (and the way it is pronounced) just doesn’t convey the sense I wanted in this story. If you read this story, you’ll find that explanation towards the … Continue reading
The Story Behind The Dime
Around 15 years ago, we had a family vacation visiting the East Coast. We spent a few days in Washington, D.C., and a few days in New York City. A day at Gettysburg (not near enough time), and a few … Continue reading
The Story Behind The Basement
Much like with The Jump, as I started thinking about this post, I couldn’t remember the origin of The Basement. Where the idea came from or how it got started. So, I decided to do the same thing I did … Continue reading
When A Pet Dies
I’ve taken a bit of a break from Beelzebub and Lucifer, but I hope to get back to it soon. In the meantime, here’s a piece I submitted somewhere and got the accustomed rejection. When A Pet Dies “What should … Continue reading
Can We Care Again?
It was a grisly crime. The kind that required the television reporters to warn viewers that the “footage may be disturbing.” The kind that had all sorts of things blurred in the videos that showed up on the respectable websites. … Continue reading
My Internal Editor Got Kicked in the Ass
Through the power of WordPress I “met” another blogger over the past couple of weeks. We’ve had quite the dialogue via comments. I was sharing with her that I’m suffering through a severe bout of writer’s block. On some level … Continue reading
A Delayed Omen
Back in March I wrote about my visit to the Cosumnes River Preserve. While there, I met a few white herons — a creature that plays a critical role in one of my works in progress — The Irrepairable Past. I … Continue reading
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Was My Year A Success
For a long time I have felt like I’m not writing enough. Yesterday, I realized it may be that I’m being too hard on myself. About a year ago, I wrote a short story called Northville Five & Dime. I’m … Continue reading
My Writing Process
Why Do I Write What I Do The simple answer is … because it’s what in my head. The hard answer … I really don’t know. I write the stories that are in my head. Okay this isn’t working. I … Continue reading
To Believe in an Omen
Today is one of those holidays us California government employees get that nobody else does. Cesar Chavez Day, to honor a man who was the Martin Luther King, Jr., for migrant farmworkers. A day off when nobody else has it … Continue reading
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Tagged Choices, Cosumnes River Preserve, The Irrepairable Past, White Heron, Writing
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