STEPPING ON MY AUTHOR’S PONCHO

Oh, good grief. You’d think I’d know how to write a novel by now. But, noooo. I recently showed my alpha beta-reader, better known as my wife Barbara, the first two chapters of my work in progress (WIP). Allow me to inject here that Barbara is more than a beta reader. A beta reader usually…

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THE THREE BOOKS ALWAYS ON A NOVELIST’S MIND

If the subject matter of this blog looks familiar, it’s because you read it in my newsletter a couple of months ago. Yes, I believe in plagiarism—as long as it’s my own stuff. So let’s jump into it. It’s been said, I’m not sure by whom, that a novelist typically has three books at a…

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PLEASE, SOMEBODY, MAKE ME AN OFFER . . .

Being a published author opens me up to input and comments from the public. Most are uplifting and positive. A few are caustic, but that’s just part of doing business. Then there are the occasional email solicitations I receive that seem downright insulting . . . to my intelligence. Here’s an example: “I hope this…

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AT LEAST I DIDN’T WAKE UP IN CHINA

I had a strange dream a few nights ago. A really strange dream—unlike any I’d ever had before. Up until that particular night, the dreams I had always involved people I knew or had known. And they usually took place in locations with which I was familiar. But on the night of my bizarre fantasy,…

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I WISH I WERE A BETTER WRITER

For reasons I can’t explain, or even understand, my recent visit to southeastern Alaska’s Misty Fjords triggered a deep emotional response within me. My wife Barbara urged me to write about it before my feelings became lost in my own mists of memory. So I did. I wish I were a better writer. I wish…

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WORLD WAR II AND THE ROCK GROUP “KISS”

It’s surprising, amazing even, the links to today that can snake unexpectedly out of the past. One such connection revealed itself to me as I worked on my new novel DOWN A DARK ROAD. The focus of the novel is based on true events—the discovery of a Nazi death camp, Gunskirchen Lager, in Austria near…

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BIRTHDAYS, DYSLEXIA, GUARDIAN ANGELS, AND FAIRY TALES

You’d think after eight decades I would have figured it out. But here I am, on my 28th birthday and I realize I’m dyslexic. Which, of course, works to my advantage when it comes to birthdays. Maybe I really am 28. At least my mind thinks so even if my body doesn’t. In truth, when…

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THE “BALLOON BLOWERS” OF WWII

For those of you familiar with my background, it shouldn’t surprise you that there’s an element of weather history in my newest novel, WHEN HEROES FLEW: THE ROOF OF THE WORLD. In addition to telling the WWII tale of the men who flew the India-China flight path over the Himalaya Mountains in the worst weather…

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