He is Martin Amis (and We’re Not)
Martin Amis was not merely the supreme literary stylist of his generation, his non-fiction was,...
Martin Amis was not merely the supreme literary stylist of his generation, his non-fiction was,...
I continue to appreciate the team at Jerry Jazz Musician for celebrating America’s unique art...
“With age comes wisdom, but sometimes age comes alone.” That, from the ever-quotable Oscar Wilde....
Fall ’83 and, as if weekly church services weren’t insufferable enough, the Sacrament of Confirmation...
My second rodeo with the folks at The Daily Drunk, and what more perfect place...
Perfection is impossible (if fun) to try defining; you know it when you see it...
Huge love & thanks to the awesome team at Washington Writers’ Publishing House for featuring...
Another wonderful Facebook memory prompts me to recall how incredibly productive things were, this time...
This pic popped up in my Facebook memories today. Reminding me not only of the...
Charles Mingus had many things to say, and he used his mouth, his pen, his fists, and...