Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, January 12, 2020, 10:07 a.m. The weather’s clear. The power has been back on since about 2 a.m. Wi-fi is in and out. DirecTV came right on when I walked into the living room, but then the power blipped, and it wouldn’t reset properly until I reset the receiver. I’m afraid …
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The Overlooked Crisis Is within Us
Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, January 1, 2020, 8:48 a.m. Most mornings I awaken thoughtful. This is, in part, because there is no sports on TV yet. I’ve thought about capitalism a lot lately, but it’s not really capitalism because I don’t completely mean the economic angle, and, I think, to be accurate, there is no …
Death Occurs Every Day, but We Think about It at Year’s End
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, December 30, 2019, 9:16 a.m. I have no use for resolutions. I hereby resolve to do in 2020 what I always do, most of which is write, but I also plan to keep myself pacified with my guitar and Kindle. So there. Good to get that out of the way. It’s …
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A Couple More Days Till the Turkey
Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, November 28, 2019, 8:11 a.m. My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving. This should come as no surprise. I’m fat, and there’s food. Family. Football. I must be 4-F in the Thanksgiving draft. I’m mostly a happy guy. I love baseball, too. Hot dogs, especially the ones at Whiteford’s Drive-In, the ones with …
Why the Paladin Roams
Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, November 10, 2019, 9:17 a.m. The best part of writing is the random observations along the way. I get more from bumping into someone on a sideline – not literally; the last time that happened, a guy on the chain crew backpedaled faster than I and stepped on my foot, and …
Writers Need Love, Too
Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, October 23, 2019, 9:22 a.m. It’s going to be one of those days, crashing down on another one like white water over rocks. Seldom is it good when one notices that the answering machine is beeping at the crack of dawn. I seldom was called a moron before Trump got elected …
Monday Morning Coming Down
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, October 21, 2019, 12:57 p.m. Let’s just say I’ve been in a pensive mood since I got home from Greenville Saturday. It was windy and rainy enough at Furman for me to feel cold all night, and the football game was even colder. By this morning, I was down to one …
Making Light of Myself, Etc.
Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, October 7, 1019, 9:38 a.m. This blog is an intangible. I derive no tangible income from it. I hope it has some promotional value, but mainly I write it to get things off my chest. It’s therapeutic in its way. Sometimes it’s a warm-up, like playing scales, I guess, if I …
Friday the 13th and Beyond
Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, September 17, 2019, 12:49 p.m. One of the small attributes that has grown within me as I’ve aged is an attempt to minimize the effect of superstition in my life. This sort of began with research for my third novel, Crazy of Natural Causes (2015). The story of Chance Benford required …
It’s the Week of the Big Ballgame
Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, August 30, 2019, 12:02 p.m. Thursday evening was a matter of logistics. The Clinton High School cross country team left Wilder Stadium with the “game ball” for Friday’s rivalry at Laurens. They passed it to the Laurens harriers about halfway up U.S. 76; then they boarded the bus that had been …
Nightrider's Lament 