I WENT TO A BOOK FESTIVAL AND MY PROTAGONIST SURRENDERED

Mother Nature must love a good book. What else can explain a Labor Day weekend of perfect weather, clear skies and just enough of a breeze to turn the pages? Before I bury the lead along with some of the characters in my next book, let me simply say it was a profoundly beautiful weekend for the Decatur Book Festival. Billed as the largest independent … Continue reading I WENT TO A BOOK FESTIVAL AND MY PROTAGONIST SURRENDERED

Psycho-Analyzing

I spent the early days of my television career covering a lot of crime. Heinous crime, as they say. Gruesome, grisly, shit-you-see-in-movies, kind of crime. I’m particularly fond of the words “gruesome” and “grisly” because you can always depend on some chiseled, blown-dried anchorman or exquisitely coiffed, high fashioned and bejeweled anchorwoman to utter those morbid expressions whenever the lead story is murder. And the … Continue reading Psycho-Analyzing