(A ghost story…or not) — After asking about the cemetery last evening, the one seen in the photographs hanging in the hotel room, I rose early to begin my two-mile trek alongside the river, following the directions of the hotel owner. …

If Jonathan Livingston Seagull hadn’t been a bird, he would have been a Stearman 70 — Normally, there would not be much to report. That said, I happen to think a visit from God is worth a mention. Look, I’m sure it happens all the time to those who bow their heads and pray, standing in pews before a minister. I bet those people get a…

I’d returned to Missouri full of purpose and conviction, convinced the new novel would be successful. — Before I left for San Francisco, I had worked on the foundation and completed the story framework. I figure another three months will be sufficient to complete the first draft. Three months later. Okay, I haven’t progressed beyond the first chapter. I can’t even make the excuse of having writer’s…

There’s not much to know. I’ve been fortunate. Now I write. — I started life in an orphanage. Actually, not strictly true, I started life being hidden beneath a shrub on a roundabout in Gants Hill, Essex. I was found by a young couple leaving the Odeon cinema (since demolished) having spent their evening watching a Spencer Tracy movie, Edward, My Son. …

March Madness Challenge: Tea Boy It’s hard to come into the study and write today. I’m so grateful to be loved. I sense the frustration, feel the despair, and have no answers. The house is uncommonly silent, cold. The briskness of her walk tells me all I need to know…

Missouri pubs don’t show CNN — It was seven p.m. Jenny was upset when I said was going out for a drink. I have any drink I desire at home, but I was going out anyway. I was pissed. You know how it is, just get fucking mad with everything and everyone. Three nine years olds…

Damn the rain, the falling of angel’s tears. — I pass by shop windows in San Francisco not knowing where I am. Geographically, in my thoughts, I am no place, nowhere that I have been before. I am away, that much is so. Nothing is familiar away from the Hebrides. It has been this way for some months, even…

Day 28: Is there something you once thought was normal but later learned wasn’t? — March Madness Challenge: From being a young man, living in the UK, I saw that medical care, while not free was available to everyone. It came out of our taxes. What America calls Socialism or even Communism when more socialism is to be found in the Northern United States. I…

3 Adults killed in Nashville school. — This is OUR America Today’s mass shooting victims, and the thousands that have died before them is because we let gun lobbies dictate to government. This is because we have a Republican party who wants to put more and more guns in the hands of society. Is it me, or…