John Steinbeck on Writing Short Stories

One of the Greats John Steinbeck on Writing Short Stories…Although it must be a thousand years ago that I sat in your class in story writing at Stanford, I remember the experience very clearly. I was bright-eyed and bushy-brained and prepared to absorb from you the secret formula for writing good short stories, even great … Continue reading John Steinbeck on Writing Short Stories

Finally, a Humorous Book About Construction Workers

Possibly the only humorous book about the construction trades and the hard hat wearing crazies who work there. Inspired by my twenty years as a construction electrician. for those of you using a non-Kindle eReader. for Kindle eReaders. for those who want a paperback. I started this book over thirty years ago while working on … Continue reading Finally, a Humorous Book About Construction Workers

Birthdays Can Be Hazardous

How I long for the days when there were only a few candles on my birthday cake. Blowing them out was easy and confidence building. Now that I've turned 71 it's a different matter entirely. Candles on my birthday cake are downright hazardous. Instead of symbols of joy and promise those nasty candles are now … Continue reading Birthdays Can Be Hazardous

I Can’t Make This S**t Up

After updating my humorous book with a new cover and expanded material I ordered 4 author copies. Sounds straight forward, right? Wrong! Some days later Alexa tells me that my package has arrived. Whoop! Whoop! I go out to the mail box and sure enough, the package is in there but its folded up in … Continue reading I Can’t Make This S**t Up

New Year, New Problems, More Decisions

Once again, I am knocked down by that very annoying old saying, "It Takes Money To Make Money." Let me explain. A few years ago I embarked on the indie self publishing journey. My reasons? To be heard, to be appreciated, and to make a little money to ease the struggle of living on a … Continue reading New Year, New Problems, More Decisions

In My Day

As I get older, with fewer days ahead than behind, I find myself shaking my head more. Not long ago I wondered why old folks did that. Was it some nervous condition? Maybe. And it made me feel sorry for them. Little did I realize that they were feeling sorry for me. Now I look … Continue reading In My Day