ShutUp, Russ
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 …
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 …
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 …