Just suppose all the small and not so small gestures we make toward each other in the course of a day were completely selfless. [Read More]
Endless Possibilities
Like many writers, an idea comes to me first as a spark, a barely thought out concept that I contemplate and then mold into a story. [Read More]
Hollywood Dreams
I was sitting on my favorite barstool in my favorite café, reading a book and nursing my diet-coke when a heavyset man of about twenty-five walked in wearing brown baggy shorts, sloppy sneakers and a surplus army jacket at least two sizes too big. [Read More]