So, I bedded down pretty soon after dinner, as I had been up since 3:30 that morning. I slept about as well as one could sleep on a moving train. I vaguely remembered waking up and looking out the window as the train pulled into Cleveland, Ohio in the middle of the night. Oh–forgot to […]Read More My Amtrak Writing Retreat: It continues.
As I sit here in my home, not being able to go anywhere, I’m reminded that a mere three weeks ago, I was in the middle of going almost everywhere in the continental United States. From March 1 thru 10, I was, at different times, on a plane, in a car, and on a train, […]Read More My Amtrak Writing Retreat: It begins.
I am just a few days away from departing on a 10-day vacation, riding a train coast to coast and back again, during which time I hope to get a lot of my writing projects finished, polished, and ready for submission. I’ve put together my own writing residency, after the folks at Amtrak decided to […]Read More #Amwriting. #Amediting. #Amtrak.
(Never read YouTube comments. Form your own opinion.) Back when I was a wee lad of about twelve or thirteen, I and a few of my friends from the neighborhood, were sitting in my living room, trying our best to copy the hit song “Jealous Girl” by New Edition. When we got to the breakdown […]Read More Ronnie, Joey, Donnie: All Singers Matter.
Of course I’m a comic book junkie. High fantasy doesn’t get any higher than superheroes vs. super villains, and aliens vs. other aliens. I started seriously collecting comics when I was about 12 years old, around the time when The Uncanny X-Men was blowin’ up for Marvel, and The New Teen Titans was blowin’ up for […]Read More Thank you, Mr. Gruenwald.