A sighting in the wild…

Friday Brown is almost ready to fly. It’s like seeing my youngest off to school. The house is too quiet. I don’t quite know what to do with my freedom. I’ve had this baby swaddled like a papoose for so long and now it’s out there. Think Mork (Robin Williams before he got craggy) launching […]

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Happy days…

Somebody wise once said, ‘I know I can write. I just have to figure out how to feed myself while I do it.’ Something like that. I think it was Cormac McCarthy. Anyway, it seems I can write without worrying about how to feed myself for a few more months. Yes, that was a clumsy […]

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