Book Promo Gets Off Track

The Convert evidently bought the first copy of Living and Dying with Dogs: Turbo Edition a few days ago.  If that is true, he paid $15 and not the $12 that was eventually set as the price.  I feel bad about this and perhaps someday I can make it up to the Convert when I buy […]

Everything Died in Slow Motion

AUGIE WAS PLAYING with a paper napkin. Then he said, “Well, I have a few ideas.” “Shoot…please,” I said. For the next twenty minutes I tried to digest what Augie was saying. He congratulated me for sharing my feelings on the suicide, hallucination, and the trouble with my publisher. He told me that coming to […]

Did You Shoot Mike?

My friend talked in circles but that was life: around and around only to arrive at the same spot in our minds.  Birth, death, it all came back to nothing; nothing but a random place occupied by a memory and even that was eventually lost to something we call history. He was dying and he […]

A Scarred Marlin in the Sea

There is a last word and it will be revealed, somewhere out there, in the blurred burning of crows and the velvet of mercury cutting sand. The word collects my mind and is unique like light shattering ice: a pillow stuffed with glass, a fire in the mud, a windowless window from a distant sail. […]