Stories of Suspense with a Sense of Humor
I became obsessed with magic tricks when I was ten years old. This was back in 1974 and the only magicians I’d seen at that point were cartoon versions in Bugs Bunny or Popeye cartoons, and their ilk. It’s not like my parents took us to vaudeville shows for entertainment. We had a TV, and … Read more
My day was blown up right after work when I noticed a guy struggling to start his pickup truck. I had just finished my day job and was plotting my evening: write this newsletter, write my novel, play with the dogs, and exercise. I’d have time later on to read and relax. A few minutes … Read more
This week, my mother would have turned 95. She’s been gone a while, but I think of her often, and how she schemed and fought for what she believed was right. She didn’t win all of her battles—it’s tough when the deck is stacked against you—but she won some key ones, like getting a dog … Read more
The first person who suggested I might become a writer was my eighth grade English teacher, Mrs. Recht (pronounced wrecked). The irony was that she wasn’t trying to encourage me; she was humiliating another student. She’d given us a book report assignment — read a book, then write something about it. No big deal. I … Read more
When my father died, he had seven boats. No, he wasn’t an international shipping mogul. He merely liked to fish. But… But, at some point, his interest in boats superseded the interest in fishing. When you drive past someone on a bridge with a line in the water, you know that person likes to fish. … Read more