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I Don't Dwell Upon My Dead Parents
Of course I think about my parents during the holidays.  On each Thanksgiving, I think about how hard they worked to make Thanksgiving dinner for us. Their roles were traditionally split, with my father in charge of the meat and my mother in charge of the fixin’s.  My Dad would make his stuffing (each additional year measured by the additional salt and sage he’d add as his taste buds slowly withered and died). His greasy, turkey-grimed hands would stitch up the turkey, alwa
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Bibitum Donec Delapsus
A Motto of Regret We were the wild bunch. The rabble-rousers. The risk-takers. The rebels of Regis High School. We weren’t nerds or geeks or outcasts. We weren’t popular. We were outsiders, and we were proud of that. While the jocks and popular kids simmered through their nights on the low flame of light beer and pop radio in someone’s basement, we were exploring abandoned sanitariums at the midnight hour on Folsom Street, or taking the First Avenue jump at 86 miles an hour t
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Oct 216 min read
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Book Giveaway!
Here’s your chance (actually, FIVE chances) to win one of my four books . I’m doing a book giveaway on the Friday after Thanksgiving to all my subscribers, so make sure you are subscribed to my newsletter before November 28 th . Five lucky people will get one free book of their choice from my titles.  U.S. audiences can choose between paperback or Kindle eBook. If outside the U.S., you can win a free Kindle eBook!  If you aren’t on my mailing list, make sure to submit your
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Oct 181 min read
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'Tis the Season
October truly begins my favorite time of year. Autumnal shades, the cooling breeze, umber dusks, and the musky smell of seasonal change....
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Oct 71 min read
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