Sickly hell, or strep throat takes Christmas Fevered faces, red-hot faces, Chills and high temps are here, Penicillin attacking the germs. Hours passing, nothing happening I’ve got so much to do. And every moment you’ll hear me: Sickly hell, sickly hell, This isn’t time for strep throat. Trim the tree, Read more…
My good happy news for December 2015 — I have signed with Jennie Goloboy of Red Sofa Literary. Jennie represents Tex Thompson, author of one of my favorite books of the year, Medicine for the Dead, Carrie Patel, (The Buried Life, a mystery set in a dreamlike underground city) and Read more…
I tend not to post when my life is fraught. This is against the general tendency of the confessional blogger, so yeah, I can understand why I really don’t have a huge readership, but I’d rather not exploit my own nature, you know? But radio silence can become so overwhelming Read more…