Throwback Thursday: The Old Homestead
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 …
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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 …
Today, I would like to welcome Jamie Brindle, the author of All Quiet in the Western Fold [Storystream Book 0], A Treatise on Blood and Iron [Storystream Book 1], and Read More …
Our family had a lot of dogs during the years of my childhood. Marvin was one of our dogs, and he was oddly unique. He was part Eskimo Spitz, and Read More …
Looking at me today, one could never picture me as a frail, skinny pimpled-face kid in sixth grade. But I was just that. In the fall at the beginning of 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 …