I wrote this for the Working Stiffs a few months ago, about one of my favorite book characters. He doesn’t qualify as a hunk, exactly – a little too short, for one thing – but he’s still one of the best written, best realized, most amazing heroes out there, and I have a feeling that Read More …
Last year sometime, I went to a book club meeting with a bunch of ladies from Hillwood Presbyterian Church, who had been reading A Cutthroat Business for their selection that month. (Thanks again, Carmen!) One of them, a sweet little blue-hair in her sixties, made me mark this section of her book and autograph it, since Read More …
Today is the season finale of Criminal Minds, which is the only show I watch on television these days. (Writing takes a lot of time. And it’s easier to give up TV than to give up time with the kids or the hubster. Although I suppose I could give up eating. It might not hurt.) Read More …
For your delectation, here are a few words from Chapter 4 of A Cutthroat Business: Rafe had been correct when he told me that I probably hadn’t come down his way a lot growing up. I’d never been to the area known as the Bog, but I knew where to find it: on the other side Read More …
Since I talked about houses last time – specifically, Aunt Inga’s house, or more accurately, the Second Empire Victorian – I guess it’s time for hunks. Or more specifically, one hunk. This one: I know. Yum, right? His name is O.T. Fagbenle – also known as OT or O-T – and he’s a British-Nigerian actor. In Read More …
