I spent the brunt of a week studying Turkish history. Having been immersed for three weeks in the country itself, and now going through its past while missing the warmth and intensity of Istanbul and the…
When Evert and I joined the Dutch team for an International Photography Competition in north-central Turkey, I never dreamed I'd be writing fiction about what happened there.
Hers develops into the better photograph, though I saw it first.
One last goodbye kiss to winter – Decay of the Darkis a story that reminds us that the dark can be a friendly place. Without the dark, we cannot see the light, just be in a searingly bright world…
Murder Ballads are going out of style, for good reason.
When news was shared in song, this was a way to preserve a particular story, and these songs were about real people, real crimes. But somewhere along in the last…
Friends and acquaintances have asked me ever since I published “ROCK ‘N ROLL KAMIKAZE” to translate into English. I resisted their requests for more than ten years. Finally last summer I looked back at my writings and decided to update…
Funny how words take on new meaning. Agency was where I worked; I opened an advertising agency in Phenix City, Alabama once upon a time. Agency can mean effective action, as in, My new love was the agency of old…