Coincidence? No way!

Back in the olden days, I was once hired to paint two golden geese on a giant frying pan. The skillet was cast iron and was about three or four feet in diameter. Situated on a main street intersection, it hung outside the primary entrance to The Tidewater Inn in Easton, Maryland. I did aContinue reading “Coincidence? No way!”

The Muse

I had a story inside of me, and it was jumping around and banging things in the night. So I wrote and wrote—about ghosts, gods, women, war, sex, healings, monsters, and strange dark coincidences. Had I lived it? Much of the fictional Deets Parker odyssey came from restless memories of long ago escaping from someContinue reading “The Muse”