The second year of my master’s program started a few weeks ago, and I’m buried in Global History until mid-December. Exciting stuff on the Cold War that my fellow history nerds might be interested in. Hit me up if you'd like some recommended nonfiction reads! We just got pics from our Colorado family that the leaves… Continue reading BIG NEWS & CHANGING SEASONS!
Image credit to KC Green and her long-running comic series Gunshow. I haven't been a good friend of late, or a good brother or son. At best, a mediocre husband, and I'm sorry for all that. In the last week, separate conversations with two close friends forced me into two uncomfortable conclusions. The first is… Continue reading It’s All On Fire
…or, at least that’s what my sleepless nights would suggest. It’s 12:44am local. I’ve been up for 90 minutes, and for no good reason. My normal day starts at 0500, so this is some straight-up bullshit for the second time in three nights. A few years ago, I would have only been up at this… Continue reading I’m Afraid of the Dark…
I ran across what some of the younger kids might consider an “old” movie this weekend. Smoke Signals came out in 1998 and tells the coming-of-age story of two Coeur d’Alene Indians, Victor Joseph and Thomas Builds A Fire. This is an excellent film, and I highly recommend seeing it. Its unexpected ending hit me,… Continue reading Forgiving our Fathers
I’ve long enjoyed reading novels written in first-person, especially the noir tales of complex, atypical moral codes. Telling readers your story from the main character’s perspective, from inside their head, is an immensely powerful weapon that draws the audience in for the long haul. I may toy with writing the first-person point of view someday,… Continue reading The Power of First Person
“I’m old enough to know what I like, and that isn’t gonna be it.” I’ve devoted much of my writing time this fall into a few other endeavors, one of which recently forced a re-introduction to a classic novel I haven’t read in decades. Even then, I only read it because a high school teacher… Continue reading What I like
I wrote a post last year about the anniversary of the March on Selma and, in particular, how difficult I found it to see and hear how cops treated their fellow citizens in that place and time. Today, I’m again confronted with the same issue in examining the history of the civil rights movement in… Continue reading Birmingham
This is the second part of my recent decision to share a few of my international shenanigans that won’t ever make it into one of my books. Some might say otherwise, but I still attest it’s an important part of on-the-ground research. My old travel journals are also an interesting look back into the things… Continue reading More International Incidents
If you’ve read the Author’s Note from one of my recent Saint Michael Thriller Series releases, you already know these stories are based in part on my travel experiences to Rome, Vienna, and Paris. Soon enough, London will be featured as Father Michael’s newest backdrop. In the meantime, I thought you might enjoy reading about… Continue reading International Incidents
I didn’t know I was drowning until the air finally hit my lungs for the first time in a decade. I broke down today and wept. The heartache, grief, and suffering that lead up to that moment took years, a decade in fact, of deliberate step-by-step, day-by-day construction to achieve its heinous, ominous reality. One… Continue reading Drowning
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