About Me
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Last week in a post titled I Paused My Game to Be Here, I delved into the Great Distractor, which I essentially named as the incredible, immersive stories and adventures to be found in the modern videogame. This is true. Anyone who’s sunk a hundred or more hours in unravelling the threads woven into Skyrim,…
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So, what’s happened since that last novel ten years ago? Quite a bit, actually, just nothing involving words on a page. I had a long-nurtured writing habit of rising early to work on whatever project was the conte du jour, but though it was still easy enough to sit down at the desk, the words…
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Good morning, friends, and I hope it finds you well. This week I offer the first of what I hope won’t be too many excuses, but it was just too much for me to get a post ready for this week. You see, on April 22nd my wife of fifty years had knee replacement surgery.…
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Let’s put the disclaimer first: I didn’t say good writing, I said prolific writing. Had I been good, good enough to convince the professionals I was sending my work to, you would be finding my name across best-seller lists on every platform. You don’t, and I’m convinced that the quality of my writing is the…
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Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends… Yeah, Emerson, Lake, and Palmer. Good stuff. Today I’m going to get into what was a magical decade for yours truly, the 1990s. Why? Pull up a chair… Throughout the decades before this, there is a pattern: I want to be a writer, but I…
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I’m going to move a bit faster through the next couple of decades because, honestly, they’re something of a blur. We welcomed twin sons in 1976 and their little sister in 1978, and the eighties was the decade they grew up in. Obviously, they all reached the age of ten in the middle of the…
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Over the last few posts I have brought you up to 1975. Now I’m going to look at the 1970s as a whole from the perspective of me as a writer. This works neatly, as I left the navy at the end of 1969 and embarked on my new life as a civilian. There are…
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It’s the first week in October, 1969. On the third day the navy released me from my service contract, a Minority Enlistment, and on the seventh I turned 21. The navy had provided me with a wide range of skills and some grand adventures ~ that’s me in Hong Kong, standing in my boat as…
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When we last left our stalwart young hero, he was poised to join the military. Twelfth grade, which I had already decided (with my mother’s approval) that I would not be attending, began in September. My birthday is in October, and it was right around then that President Johnson began leaning into his intention to…
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A while back, I waxed poetic about Mrs. Warner, the brilliant fifth-grade teacher who gave me a nudge down the path of writing fiction. She was a huge influence on young master Jack, and no doubt about it. But she wasn’t all there was to school; many trials and tribulations were left to be endured.…
Flights of Fancy 