Insane Clowns Posse I’m in the middle of a mediation battle on a divorce all day. It’s grueling—battles over who gets the photographs and the dog-carriage. My adult son texts me: Dad, come meet me at Lucky’sPub to watch the Read More …
Some days I get home from work and start writing. Then days like today, after an all day court battle, I’d rather have a vodka and soda. This weekend I began charting my next book. Working title is Killing Thoughts.
Before the Astros v Royals ADLS game across from the stadium. What a great place to people watch!
We live in a fast paced world that’s changing quickly, and the pace of change is increasing. It’s easy to not learn the old rules. It’s easier to forget them. I came from working class people. While my parents raised Read More …
What A Feeling The numbers roll over and I get a little excited. It’s been 3000 miles which means I get to go to my favorite place- The Express Lube down the street. I know it’s strange, a lady like Read More …
So So Samaritan Russell is always excusing himself to take important calls, lawyer stuff I assume. Our Writers Group is used to it. We know he will soon slip back in quietly and join the discussion. Last Thursday he returned Read More …
Murder By Drill Murder comes up occasionally in my practice. When I was out in the field, I always used another name. I picked the name of a childhood friend, I won’t tell you which one of you received that Read More …
Blogs Make Some Nervous With starting a new blog about my novel, and life, there are little unexpected consequences. Among them, people around me—including at my law office—begin to be nervous about whether I may include them in one of my Read More …
When Houston went through its last crash in the late 1980’s some desperate people who got behind on their mortgages and buried in debt started burning their houses down to collect insurance. It became quite a fad for a couple of Read More …
After writing and rewriting the first chapter of my book over most of my adult life, I decided to join a writers’ group. The worst and best decision I could have made. I finished my book at the insistence of Read More …
My dad took me everywhere with him. I’d run home and sit around waiting for him to get home. Now that I’m an adult I wonder how he worked all day and then did so much with me. I wonder, Read More …
Eric Theusen is guest blogging this time. He’s in my writers’ critique group and a very good friend. Hes a better writer than I am. We fight about writing, manuscripts, and literature all the time over a few glasses of Read More …
I have a red-haired attorney friend who’s a real Jekyll and Hyde. In his personal life he is a gentle man and kind to everyone. In his practice, he’s a bulldog, and in the courtroom I hear he’s a mad one. Read More …
Irma’s. It’s an eccentric Mexican restaurant three blocks from the courthouse. “Where ya sit? Where ya sit?” How they greet you when you walk in. “What you want?” How your waitress first greets you. No menus, and you better listen Read More …
It doesn’t pay to sound like a snob. At dinner Friday night I asked my friend, “What do you read?” I yelled it because it was so noisy in the restaurant. Yelling is one of my two volumes. He’s a Read More …