Today, April 6, 2014 – the Texas Sun is (hiding behind thunder clouds, but I know where the ‘Thunder’ comes from, and it’s named, Alex), the birds are (still) chirping (seriously) and our canine friend, Pink Petunia is tongue waggling after (another) (well, it’s her morning constitutional – so she can lose a pound the old fashioned way, and I get to clean up her – ‘bid-ness’) from a delightful neighborhood walk – but this time in (Houston)). Last night, (as I watched with my quiet, shy wife Continue Reading
Big Blue (hair) – ‘Reverse Laettner’ Groundhog Day
Today, March 31, 2014 - the Texas Sun is shining, the birds are chirping (seriously) and our canine friend, Pink Petunia is tongue waggling after (another) delightful neighborhood walk - but this time in (Austin). Last night, my government funded state school that I actually graduated from - won (another) hard fought victory. Of course, it would seem my business degrees are not worth much per a certain ESPN talking-head, but I will ‘let it go’ into the negative trash heap comment section. And Continue Reading
Sometimes, magic happens!
Sunday, I watched my college basketball team - compete. Before, I watched them - compete - in truth, I had resolved in my tiny brain that they were going to lose. I mean, all the talking-head 'experts' thought the other team would win. It did not matter that my short, pasty-white self would not in anyway effect the outcome. It did not matter that the modern taping device, the DVR - would allow me to fast forward through the endless erectile dysfunction, newest hypersonic auto, and low-calorie Continue Reading
Where have you gone, Martha Quinn?
Well, the good news is as we all collectively orbit the Sun, we are now along the relative position for Spring, and I would not dare let this opportunity pass to express that clearly Prosperina has emerged from her time in Hades with her husband, Pluto. I know these Greek and Roman myths can be a bit confusing, and pesky to understand, but today I feel a certain kinship with Prosperina. Now in my novel, Fishing for Light, Ms. Prosperina is a nasty, shape-shifting Chimera that intends to take Continue Reading
Did Satire die, and no one told me?
I am curious it the genre, satire, has died? I am bummed, I was not told this fact. And if so, I think it is a sad state of affairs when an odd, wacky story with a deeper meaning, no longer has any cache, and alas, we are collectively left with entertainment that is simply 'bubblegum for the mind'. Therefore, I lift my coffee mug in the air, and express my hearty thanks as funny thought experiments sail away into the poetic mists, and we are left with the common comment that defines our modern Continue Reading
Nude Photos
Well then, I guess we have learned today that the truism, 'sex sells', is in fact, true. I know, you had to find out! But there is nothing to be embarrassed about, it is within our primal genetic structure that we have to 'look', or just be 'curious', right? At least, for most of us, our knuckles do not drag in the dirt, or do they? I think my next novel will need to be a full on, crude as I can create it - satirical romp. But the key will be the book title ... my first thought for a Continue Reading
My Worst Writing Fear
I got the question, 'What is your worst writing fear?' As a storyteller, I don’t worry about making grammatical errors because I know, as sure as the Earth will continue to orbit the Sun, it will happen. And I know I’ll make every effort with the help from editors, who are much smarter than ‘I’, to weed out those nasty incantations that cause me to hide in naked literary shame. I don’t worry about the length of a novel because the story should naturally unfold at its own pace. Or that I Continue Reading
Could the world really end at General Beauregard’s 24-hour fried chicken restaurant?
How do you take your coffee? Ms. Prosperina is a genetic monster trying to take over the world by spiking the coffee at her Starry Eyed Coffee Hut chain … and she’ll stop at nothing. It’s up to her unwitting creator, the geneticist Professor Quan, to stop her. In an attempt to correct his mistake, Professor Quan creates a network of people with the power of true love genetically coded within them. They alone might resist Ms Prosperina’s attempt to change the course of Continue Reading
Be You
“Trust your instinct to the end, though you can render no reason.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson I think the hardest aspect with any life is being true to that inner voice. T0 me, that is how God talks to - me. In reality, I suspect that is how God talks to each of us. The trick is to listen. I have not always listened. Because I know there is a price to be paid. If you do listen, it might not be the answer you want. For example, I never thought I'd write about child sexual abuse and the epigenetic link Continue Reading
Roll Blue Tide
I've never published a book of my poems, I am not sure people read poetry - unless you are trapped in an academic setting. But I wrote the below poem a few days ago, and what triggered me to write this poem emerged from my high school days, and our football team, the Henry Clay 'Blue Devils'. I was merely an observer for the Friday night games, and donated my sixteen year old body during the practice week. But even so, I was on the team. Well, the team won every game, 14 - 0, and we won the Continue Reading
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