It’s not just another Thursday. I’ve been writing for most of two days. Come to think of it, I’ve been writing all week. I’ve been writing all month. I’ve been writing my whole life. If I didn’t love writing, I’d be tired of it by now. On Monday and Tuesday, I wrote about sports. Two NASCAR columns. Two football advances for Friday night – here’s … Continue reading Spinning Supplemental Yarns
My social calendar stays relatively free. Mostly, I get invited to events because people want me to write about them, or it, or them and it, whether they are ballgames, media conferences, or something else. I don’t think people trust me. They think I might write about them. Which is true. Not by name, though. Not in truth. In fiction. I try to watch people … Continue reading Keep Your Eyes and Ears Open
The Charge of the Light Brigade is on TV. I flipped over when Son of Lassie ended. I’m hardly watching. It’s background noise. For some reason, I like it while writing. Such as now. A familiar morning feeling. It’s like stretching before exercise. I remember that. I was just thinking about the evolution of one’s style. The transition that comes from … Continue reading Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Get Ready, Get Ready!
I’ve written four novels and a collection of short stories. I’ve also written a number of books about sports, mostly about NASCAR. You can find most of them here. The Kindle versions of my books, where available, can be found above. Links below are to print editions. I’ve written a crime novel about the corrosive effects of patronage and the rise and fall of … Continue reading Last Night I Saw Ghosts in the Flags Behind Trump
For a long time, I was a creature of habit. For all but the holiday season, I was working when most people were off and off when most were working. I’d warm up for NASCAR – full-time, 1993-2012 – by spending most of a week at preseason media functions, then spend half of February in Daytona Beach, Florida, for Speedweeks. Then the grind … Continue reading Back on Schedule
I don’t have a clue whether or not the KindleScout program will be interested in my fifth novel, Cowboys Come Home. Two previous novels, Crazy of Natural Causes and Forgive Us Our Trespasses, have been selected by the Amazon program, so, as Bill Murray said in Caddyshack, I’ve got that going for me. On the other hand, Cowboys Come Home is a western, and I … Continue reading The World’s Fastest Review Is Two Clicks Away
I guess I found some identity in Roan Poulter’s Motorcycle Chronicles that meshed with my own. On several levels. There are three of them, all about the troubled, but evolving relationship between bohemian literary figure Anne Carter and the son, Jordan, she left behind. Anne is an influence but not a character, in the final volume. They are The End of the Road, All Roads … Continue reading Relating in Reverse