Or: Moving coffins on Labor Day. In addition to my books and to a sometimes-thriving marketing consulting business, I’ve worked as a journalist for the last 9 years. Sometimes full-time, sometimes part-time, but always writing for periodical publications. Most recently, my publisher promoted me to co-editor of a weekly newspaper. It’s a job I enjoy.…
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Or: The things I can do to a chicken. Résumé Razors pain you Rivers are damp Acids stain you And drugs cause cramp Guns aren’t lawful Nooses give Gas smells awful You might as well live. Dorothy Parker About a week ago, I spent some time on the patio of a dear friend, enjoying good…
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Or: When political dissent isn’t. I read with great interest the following story on NBC with dismay. It had been linked as a headline on the Drudge Report, (yes, Liberals read Matt Drudge), and I was saddened yet again by the terrific state to which the American political discourse has sunken. There were signs comparingÂ…
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Or: Why Spammers should be summarily executed. I get a lot of e-mail. My grandmother gets angry when I spend half my time looking at my iPhone and clicking away. She assumes I’m spending my time with her texting some girl random nothings. (“I remember a world before text messages. People talked,” seems to be…
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Just wanted to say a quick word of thanks to all of the wonderful people who came out to Author! Author! Shreveport and especially to those who hung around for the late reading. I had a wonderful time and will be blogging more later, including uploading some pictures and what not from the event. As…
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So I was driving down the road the other day with my friend Russ, when we began discussing the pending collapse of civilization. Relax, we’re not crazy. It was in relationship to a certain local congregation that is hell-bent on preparing for the end of the Western World and, as such, has more than its…
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I live in the South. That doesn’t make me a redneck, a hick or a hillbilly. I am an American. I live in a (grantedly small) city of approximately 60,000. I attend theatre and symphonies and the ballet. I also know how to eat a steak, barbeque ribs, field dress a deer and run a…
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Or: Why the House was right to reject the $700 billion welfare bill. So let me get this straight. Congress rejects a $700 billion bailout bill and, in response, the stock market loses $1.2 TRILLION dollars? Something smells here — and it ain’t the caviar on my fancy French cheese or the better than decent…
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A writing life is a slow life. It’s punctuated at times by periods of fierce activity but, for the most part, it is a life devoid of schedules. Your friends have to learn to accomodate the burst of creativity that sends you plunging for a notebook in the middle of dinner or the ubiquitous presence…
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Or two of them, to be exact. First, Anything But Ordinary is on its way to the Publisher this week after a month and a half of delays. (Sorry, fans, for not taking quicker care with this thing but that’s where the second chapter comes in.) The second new chapter is what has made the first…
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