FULL BLEED: YOU CAN SAY THESE STREETS ARE RIVERS, YOU CAN CALL THESE RIVERS STREETS
Rough patch writing. Rough patch several things, really. I know you know what I mean because everywhere I look amongst folks I know, it's...
FULL BLEED: THE DISCOVERED COUNTRY
We're in a weird place right now. I know, you don't need me to tell you that. Just that I gotta start on things somewhere. Acknowledging...
FULL BLEED: INFORMED AUTOSUGGESTION
Took a break from the usual routine this last weekend. Not that the routine is backbreaking or particularly physically taxing. Maybe...
FULL BLEED: HERE COMES THE OCEAN
In case you've somehow missed the news, my new book, the latest in the ongoing Hazeland series, is out now. Entitled Fake Believe, it's...
FULL BLEED: ALL THAT GLITTERS
So last week I had a post half-written up and it was such a bummer (but not wrong) that I torched it instead of posting it. But let's be...
FULL BLEED: WHEN YOU SEE THE RED LIGHT WINKING
I'm back. Evidently I needed a little bit of time off blogging. I may need more past that, really. I was hitting things pretty hard...
FULL BLEED: I WANT YOU TO HIT ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN
Go ahead, name the movie. Think I survived my daughter's graduation from college. I mean, I did. But I'm currently at whatever thousand...
FULL BLEED: DON'T NEED A CURE
That post of mine from a couple weeks back, how this time of the year has its own resonances and effects? Well, it's going double over...
FULL BLEED: THE WORLD DRAGS ME DOWN
That's a stolen and unidentified song lyric, not a statement of fact. Go ahead, look it up. No secret that I dig music from the eighties,...
FULL BLEED: SHOOT SPEED KILL LIGHT
My office in the studio, 1999. See if you can identify all the kipple. I quit the last job I loved twenty-five years ago. I also...
