On writing, living and loving

Way back in the old days when I was I was still a querying virgin, I stumbled upon an online discussion about the number of novels writers c...

Most every journalist, at least the old ones like me, has heard of Studs Terkel . The man was amazing. He painted portraits of World War I...

Among the most difficult dilemmas I have faced since I began writing fiction is determining a genre for my first (unpublished) novel, Spring...

I was bumming. Big time. The memorial ornament I had ordered for my aunt had finally arrived late last week, too late for me to make the h...