We have a good friend, Jim Lord, who digs us out at the lake house during the winter. This morning he was here at seven, plowed the best he could with my car  there, and shoveled a walkway from the car to the front door. I put on my boots and jacket and gloves a … Continue reading The Path →

There are probably millions of people in the United States who belong to a book club. Although I don’t belong to one right now, I was fortunate enough to be invited to one a few days ago to discuss A Better Life. It is an amazing experience listening to people, some I have known for … Continue reading Speaking of the Novel →

Each time I open the document I am working on most, my new novel, a little flag appears on the bottom right, welcoming me back and encouraging me -- Pick up where you left off. Then it tells me exactly when I was last there. It can be 32 minutes or 6 hours or a … Continue reading Where I Left Off →

Ten years ago, in one of the many pubs we visited in Ireland, I requested "Danny Boy." My father's song. After the set, I thanked the singer and he said, "I saw the smile then I saw the tears and I knew I had done my job." Now that quite a few people have read … Continue reading Emotion →

Last night I pressed the "publish" button for A Better Life. I don't know exactly what I was expecting -- balloons to fall from the ceiling? Applause? What I received was a message that now it is "under review." It was a bit anti-climactic to say the least. But I reminded myself that I am … Continue reading Believing it Into Being →