Science fiction author E. R. Harding claims she is the “dictionary definition of an ordinary housewife.” I’m not sure where she found that dictionary but it seems to have a different definition of the word ordinary than what you’re likely to find in Webster’s.
As a lover of all things Victorian I could not write a compilation of horror stories without including a story about the infamous Jack the Ripper.
A funny thing happened on the way to this interview… but a bit of background first. I met author William Todd on a sort of writers’ forum on Facebook. He was seeking reviews for Sherlock Holmes: and the Mystery of the Broken Window . Being a longtime fan of the sleuth, I was only too happy to oblige. Feel free to read my Turn the Page review.
It appears that more and more books are being released with deliberately vulgar titles. Yes, I’m bleeping serious. Adult coloring books have suddenly gotten very popular so now there’s one called “F*** Off I’m Coloring: Unwind with 50 Obnoxiously Fun Swear Word Coloring Pages.” And for the culinary-minded, perhaps you’d like to pick up a copy of “Bake Sales are My B*tch:
Although my new novel is not a sequel to either Parlor City Paradise or A Shot at Redemption, a character from one of those books does make a return appearance. I’m planning on posting an excerpt sometime over the next couple weeks. Once I do, I’d love to know who you think the return character will be and why.
I’ve been writing about football for a long time now. Over the years, NFL players, coaches, owners, general managers and officials have done a lot of boneheaded things. So, in addition to all the tailgate type treats, I’ll take you on an entertaining and comical stroll down memory lane. Do you remember when former Lions wide receiver Nate Burleson broke his arm in a hapless attempt to save a pizza? And how about that time former Pittsburgh Steelers kicker Jeff Reed beat up a towel dispenser just because he couldn’t dry his hands? I’m only scratching the surface here. As you kick back with a delicious Brunch Burger, some Super Supreme Mucho Macho Nachos or a big bowl of Mexican Corn Dip, you can also have a laugh at the good natured expense of those who play the game we all love so much. I can promise you now the term butt fumble will come up at least once.
Thanksgiving is only a few short weeks away and that mean Santa will be doing his annual breaking and entering routine before we know it. Being the kind and generous soul that I am, I’ve decided to lighten his load a bit while at the same time giving you a wonderful gift idea for the booklover on your list and at a cheerfully low price to. From now through Christmas Eve, A Shot at Redemption, my debut suspense novel, will be available on all e-book platforms for just $1.79
If I’m going to get my head above water, I know I need a straight and clear path to the surface. It’s simple enough in principle but involves self promotion, marketing and advertising, three things I enjoy about as much as brussel sprouts, Chlamydia and the New England Patriots, not necessarily in that order.
And it appears James “Jimmy” McMillan III and I have something in common. We both tried to do something significant, resulting in two tiny blips on one big ass radar. Here’s the difference. Jimmy’s political aspirations are dead and buried. I, on the other hand, will continue to fight the good fight in the hopes that someday, somehow, someone will start giving a crap.
It’s official. For the second time in just over two years, I am very proud to announce that something I created is available for purchase. Parlor City Paradise, a suspense novel set in Binghamton, New York, can now be […]