The Old Porch Light and Toads
When I was a boy we kept the porch light on during the night. This light attracted night insects, which in turn attracted a small army of toads to feast Read More …
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When I was a boy we kept the porch light on during the night. This light attracted night insects, which in turn attracted a small army of toads to feast Read More …
The old house we grew up in sets behind my oldest brother, Chris, and myself in this picture. It seems the older I get, the more my mind reflects back Read More …
When I was about nine-years-old, my parents sat and played Canasta for hours on the weekends. 8-Tracks of Don Williams or Jim Croce played continually in the background and my Read More …
So many things early in my life helped shape my imagination, even practical jokes. Our father was notorious for his practical jokes. He was a con man, and convincingly able Read More …
Carter Caves, Kentucky. 1996. Where has the time gone? Our little girl in the picture now has a son that is almost three. Our son has complete 5 years of Read More …
When I entered the fourth grade at Plainview High School, my parents enrolled at Northeast Alabama State Jr. College. Neither had graduated from high school, so they took the GED Read More …
A lot of folks have asked what music I listen to while working on novels. Often it depends upon my mood or what I’m writing at the time. Using iTunes’ Read More …
When someone asks me what my favorite type of music is, I often hesitate with an answer. I don’t have a definite favorite genre. I grew up in a house Read More …
What amazes me is how we take for granted our ability to read and write. If you really think about it, the written language is sort of magical. Place letters Read More …
Almost every author has had a day when the words just won’t surface. You stare at a blank page until sweat crops your brow or inner frustration makes you want Read More …