The popular position to take, after all, is that Christmas just isn’t what it used to be . . . you know, back when we were kids. I mean, you can’t even say “Merry Christmas” anymore, am I right? Continue reading
…I love movies so much that I frequently go to the theatre by myself. Actually, I sometimes prefer seeing movies by myself; company just distracts from the actual film… Continue reading
Here’s the thing: I don’t want to be just any kind of writer; I want to be a paid, professional one, particularly a novelist.
And this, my friends, is where you crank up the volume on Supertramp’s song, “Dreamer.” I’ll wait… Continue reading
four upstanding, highly educated, working professionals all agreed to hunker down in my basement, gather around a crappy microphone, and group-shout lyrics… Continue reading