It's a great word, "bounty." It can mean a price upon one's head. It's a brand of paper towel. It was a ship which, if my memory serves, Marlon Brando once took by mutiny. I might have been able to find you a picture illustrating bounty that used the same font, but the accompanying image … Continue reading Bounty

Why I Quit Writing (About Politics)

As I've gotten older I've found that high among my life's greatest treasures are the relationships I have forged over the years. I know all sorts of people from all walks of life. Some I've known for forty years or more, some have come into my life only recently. Some share my concerns about the president. But some feel that he is, truly, just what America (and, I suppose, the world) needed at this point in history. And some, (and I envy these folks sometimes) don't give a crap either way.

Friends: Entry #2

One of the things that sucks about having friends who are authors is that you have to read a lot. They're always writing books, these people, and apparently they do so expecting that other people (a category into which I fall), are going to read these books.