I’m a fan of P. G. Wodehouse’s writing, me. He is, perhaps, never funnier than when his characters come up against those masters of slipperiness and illogic, furry people of the feline persuasion. At great personal expense, got up regardless, I bring to you, direct…
Mom says, “This better not turn up on your blog,” so I’m not going to post about where she’s been or what she’s been doing. Instead, I’m posting a random set of links that I thought might be interesting to writers or inquiring readers. Floyd…
I have so much to be thankful for, I don’t know where to begin. Family first, of course. Being able to do something I love. No, not sleeping or eating, you smart-alek; I mean writing! And also: Jane. Jane, Jane, She keeps me sane. Don’t…
