Want to write…but nothing is there

When back home for the Fort Sinquefield event, I was speaking to an older gentleman who writes articles for the Clarke County Democrat.  He talked about various writers from the area.  I told him that, in the past, I had spoken with Tom Franklin, author of Poachers, Hell At The Breech, and Smonk.  I told …

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November 26, 2011–Miracle in the Woods, Part 4

Carl had moved his glass of water and was spreading the moisture ring with his finger.  He was listening to more description from the man on the phone.  Whatever this thing was, someone was wanting it and would pay whatever necessary to have it.  From what the guy on the phone was saying, there were …

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November 24, 2011–It’s Been 10 Years of Writing

I was looking through some old CDs in a case last night when I found one containing things I had written years ago.  I used to write so much and missed doing it before I started this blog.  For a short while, I wrote for an attempt at a GLBT youth online magazine called Ten …

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November 11, 2011–You Wonder If I’ve Gone Mad?

If you have been keeping up with the blog, you have probably seen, and hopefully read, the posts titled Miracle in the Woods…in parts, of course.   As I have said in the past, on here and on the podcast, I love to write.  I have two novels in progress.  Why are they in progress?  Because …

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November 10, 2011–Miracle in the Woods, Part 2

The room was darkly lit except for one light shining down in the middle of the room.  A round conference table sat beneath the light, shiny from a fresh coat of varnish.  The air conditioner was on and the room was cold.  Six men sat around the table in business suits and ties, coffee cups …

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November 9, 2011–Miracle in the Woods, Part 1

“It’s over there.” The old man sat in a chair, leaning back on the south wall of the local quick mart.  It was a plain concrete block wall, not painted.  The owner felt it wasn’t necessary in such a remote area.  As the old man sat, dipping tobacco, he watched people as they walked by; …

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