Our Great National Shame

In keeping with the trendy notion of Safe Spaces, this blog is a Politics-Free Zone. I want it to be place where both the blogger (me) and the scantily few number of readers (you) can exhale and think about things that don’t include, well, You Know Who. If you want my...

Irma & Me

This was supposed to be a repeat blog post this week, drawn from my Extensive Greatest Hits, the reason being Kay-Kay and I were supposed to be cooking our tucheses on a beach in Costa Rica. This trip, I should note, was scheduled months ago. And routed us through…...

Legal Fictions

Before I took up an honest living—fiction writer—I worked as a lawyer. I’ve been several flavors of lawyer: criminal prosecutor, government attorney, company counsel, rule of law expert in some exotic places, and an assistant dean at a NYC law school. (I still do a...

Tiny You-Are-(L)

I heard yesterday that my novel “None of Us the Same” was awarded a Discovering Diamonds review. This is kind of a big deal in historical fiction, so I was feeling rather puffed up. Then I remembered how I felt on Monday, watching the solar eclipse in Charleston....

Pagans in Charleston

  Just a short post this week—with pictures! KayKay figured out how to put images into Word Press. Me, not so much. We’re on the road in Charleston, South Carolina, for The Big Cosmic Event. The tail end of the arc of totality for the solar eclipse passes through...

Flying in the BUFF

Given the Really Scary Things said by Two Bad-Haired Leaders of Countries with Nuclear Weapons over the past week, I thought it an ideal time to own up to a rather sordid part of my checkered past. For three years of my wasted youth, I was a small cog in the big...

Dogs and Cats, Living Together

I’m about to undertake the most dangerous thing I’ve ever attempted on the WorldWide InterWeb of Things and Stuff. This blog post is on why I like dogs more than cats. And let me admit upfront I adore dogs. And I like cats, well, not at all. Let me explain why. Yes,...

Kill Da Wabbit

I’m not somebody who goes in much for collecting stuff. Don’t know why. I was only a half-hearted baseball card collector as a kid and I once made some very ill-advised trades to get a full set of the ’69 Cubs starting lineup. I suppose I kinda collect books,...

Why Did I Say I Was Going to Shanghai?

I had a gig for five years—just ended last summer—as the international programs dean at an East Coast law school. It meant I got to spend five weeks every summer in Rome or Paris. Not too hard to take. But it also meant I was flying 13 hours in coach to and from China...

The Birth of the F-Bomb

[This is the full-length version of a guest post I wrote for author Lucinda E. Clarke’s blog back in May. For space considerations, she had to cut it down. A lot of people commented, liked and reposted it, so I thought I’d post it this week. Thanks Lucinda...