'I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends.'

I was extremely pleased to recently learn that my book 'The North Country Confessional' was selected as a recommended buy to the members of an online book club. This opportunity despite garnering me some quick sales, more importantly offered me…

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In God's Country

In the summer of 1988, I left the familiar confines of my youth, following an unclear path to adulthood. New England was all that I had known. The stone walls, the hardwood forests, and the lobster traps stacked haphazardly on…

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Like Riding A Bike

The summer of 2015 is quickly coming to close. As a teacher, summer vacation affords me more time to write, plot, do research, and sleep whenever. I've settled into a new groove and have been churning out words at a…
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Good Fences Make Good Neighbors...Sometimes.

In the late 80's, I packed up a single suitcase and moved to Arizona. I lived in a house with a red Spanish tiled roof in the city of Tempe while I attended Arizona State University. My dad bought the…
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'Tis the season to be distracted

Holy, it's been 17 days since my last blog entry. The holidays are killing me. Between visiting relatives, gift shopping, and the endless holiday parties, I'm all out of sorts. Despite all of this, I continue to "write" just about…
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Writing Software

When I first attempted to write my 'Great American Novel' I was thirteen years old. I had a blank sheet of paper and a royal blue Olivetti Valentine typewriter. Inspired by John Knowles' classic A Separate Peace, I thought…
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Setting - The Michener Effect

My wife dislikes James Michener. "He's so unbelievably wordy in terms of the setting and describing every aspect of the place." I'll admit to being a science nerd so I actually like Michener's lengthy descriptions of the changing geology over…
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Banker's Hours

I stayed up to almost 1AM last night writing. I wish that my inspiration kept banker's hours. The Thanksgiving holiday has definitely cramped my writing routine. Relatives visiting, endless cooking, dishwasher running non-stop, cold weather keeping everyone trapped inside, and…
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Black Friday

Black Friday really should be called the Hunger Games. People kill each other and the winner gets a $20 crock pot. I am not opposed to capitalism or even consumerism, but on days like today, I feel so disconnected from…
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Muted Autumn

I am relaunching my personal writing website on Thanksgiving Day 2013. As I sit at the kitchen table writing, the smells of the turkey cooking in the oven wafts through the house and conjures up remembrances of Thanksgiving's past. It's…