For these books, I have dug floppy disks out of corporate trash dumpsters (long story); re-typed nearly 100,000 words due to computer crashes; spent hours and hours on research; endured rejection after rejection; cried; and labored, driven by my unflinching belief that it was important.
You can't judge an apple by looking at a treeYou can't judge honey by looking at the beeYou can't judge a daughter by looking at the motherYou can't judge a book by looking at the cover- Willie Dixon, 1962 Haven't we all heard about the deception of book covers a million times? Legend Bo Diddley... Continue Reading →
"If you’re marching to the beat of a different drummer, it can be a very reassuring thing if the drummer is always strong, always on beat, and doesn’t just stop playing or run off at the first sign of trouble."When I'm writing or painting, I forget myself. Everything and everyone seems to dissipate into a... Continue Reading →
My illness was an opportunity to remake myself into something better ... Despite the premise of this blog, I still wonder why the hell we have to go through such %#@*#% crap. The human condition, the human body, the mind--they all push and push until sometimes we just can't help but wallow. (I've certainly wallowed... Continue Reading →
What he did and didn't do in his role for me as my father was HIS SHAME....not mine.Have you ever wondered what draws you to a particular person? Sometimes we find out and sometimes we don't. Well, my guest today is someone I gravitated toward at 18 or 19 years old. If you've read my... Continue Reading →