by mike | Oct 14, 2013 | Native Americans, Spirituality, Travel, Uncategorized |
So what DON’T I like about Arizona? Traffic roundabouts. Can’t stand the darn things, which are ubiquitous—at least where Jacqueline and I traveled during our recent trip. In a small town called Cottonwood there were like four or five of them in a row—in the middle of...
by mike | Oct 8, 2013 | Adventure fantasy, Books, Humor, Uncategorized, Writing |
I just returned from an excellent trip to northern Arizona. Lots to write about—next time. For now, here are some more outrageously bad opening lines from the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest. Enjoy! Cheryl’s mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping...
by mike | Oct 1, 2013 | Books, Editing, Mystery Novels, Publishing, Uncategorized, Writing |
Many folks are focused on rankings, so given that there has to be the best of everything, it stands to reason that there also has to be the worst. The worst plumber, the worst bus driver, the worst brain surgeon (oh please!), the worst airline pilot (oh double...
by mike | Sep 25, 2013 | Books, Editing, Holocaust, Humor, Publishing, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
It was a dark and stormy night… Just about everyone, writer and non-writer alike, is familiar with that famous—or infamous—opening of a novel, arguably one of the most overused lines ever (even by Snoopy). The guy responsible for it? A nineteenth century British...
by mike | Sep 17, 2013 | Holocaust, Life, Thrillers, Uncategorized |
This morning my wife picked up the main section of our local newspaper and started reading, as she does every morning. But this time she did not get past page one. “I can’t believe this!” Jacqueline exclaimed as she tossed the section on the floor. “Is this what our...
by mike | Sep 12, 2013 | Fantasy, Guilty Pleasures, Movies, Uncategorized |
“When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you...
