Hedged – Thunderclap…KAPOW!

It’s been a while since I’ve been excited about a book release. Not least of all due to the fact that I haven’t released a new novel since before my amazing wife Diane (my Gretel) was diagnosed with cancer. But here we are on the precipice…ready to launch Hedged. And I am excited. An author…

Killing It

  Gretel walked to the edge of the course and squinted down range, holding her hand above her knockoff, Ferragamo sunglasses to see past the noonday glare. “I can’t even see the target,” she said without turning as a gentle breeze lifted the golden curls from her shoulder. She closed her eyes and delighted in…

Taken For Granted

How do we focus on taking care of ourselves when there are so many temptations in the world ready to help us do the opposite? Uhg. Life is precious. Each moment is a bright and shining gift that should be treasured, yada, yada, yada. We’ve all heard it before and it obviously hasn’t moved us.…

You

    You are by far the most important thing in my life…you have been from the beginning. Even before I knew you, I was searching for you, making you the center of my existence long before I ever saw your face. You are my greatest journey. You accepted me from the beginning as I was,…

Stop Crying

What do you do when the only person you’ve ever been able to fully express your emotions with, can’t be there anymore. Stop Crying. When you spend your whole life adjusting your personality to filter your emotions, it must be a special person who succeeds in unprogramming that trait. A harsh father, years of military…

Later

Like a slow knife penetrating the gut, the doctor’s test result briefing was bad–though we didn’t understand most of his terms, we could tell by the expression on his face that there wasn’t much in the way of good news. But then came a word we recognized; tumor. The thing about cancer is that it’s…

Remission is the Mission

Home for 40 hours, but it still doesn’t feel like home…I don’t know if it ever will again. It’s always hard, I’m sure. But you never realize exactly how hard until it sneaks up behind you and shoves you down the stairs…then jumps on your chest and starts punching you in the face—-fuck cancer. For…

Hedged, Sex and the Mailing List

Okay, okay, I’ve put it off as long as I could. I’ve apparently run afoul of some thriller author code by not having a mailing list. The fines were steep, I’ll tell you, and I don’t think I’m invited to Stephen King’s house this year for the annual “Secret Society of Thriller Authors’ Christmas Bash”.…

The Funk…no, not the good kind

He stormed into my study. “Dude! What the hell?!” “What?” I asked without looking up. “You have three first drafts cooking and a series to finish…why are you on twitter?” I shook my head. “If you need to eat all I do is write in a restaurant. If I want to eat, I have to…

My lunch encounter with Edgar Allan Poe

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” — Edgar Allan Poe It’s not surprising that two old soldiers would meet and start chatting about the military.  He introduced himself as Ed. I had no idea who he was until many months later, after his mysterious death. I sat on a park bench, eating…