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My friend Jim Moore passed along a galley of his upcoming young adult suspense-thriller Subject Seven , and I just got a chance to read thro...

My current idea for a comic in such bad taste that no one would ever publish it (or would they)? A young Jewish girl hides from the Nazis....

I've mentioned from time to time that I have fairly plebian tastes (probably developed during my childhood--I think we often grow to lik...

Fun with numbers... As of today, I have been alive for 3810 days since my heart stopped beating for seven minutes on April 7, 2000. That wor...

1965 was also the year that I began junior high school. West Rome Junior High was radically different from West End Elementary, Elm Street E...

Today is the third anniversary of Dad's death. We celebrate his birth and his life, but we can never forget that afternoon three years a...

Ever had a dream strange enough that you found yourself wondering, after awakening, if there was some meaning buried in the surreal events? ...

In the past week or so, I've been reading some of the later Doc Savage novels that have sat untouched on my bookshelf for far too long. ...

I built bookshelves for my father. It may not seem like much, but it's a memory I'll always cherish. Back in the summer of 1974, whe...

These are just for Tom, 'cuz he brought 'em on by lamenting the literary trend that began with Pride and Prejudice and Zombies and ...