ABOUT MY BLOG ENTRIES

Creating a blog and a mailing list of those who’ve expressed an interest in my work gives me a chance to begin communicating some of my thoughts and writings to people I consider friends. These blog entries will be from both present writing and from the recent past, when I have been writing mostly short essays, stories and poetry.

Just as my nine books offer no consistency of style or subject, so too my blog entries will vary greatly in tone, subject, and style. There will be political satire, playful zen thoughts, poetry, short stories, parables, deep philosophical musings (let’s hope these are kept to a minimum), and some brief autobiographical sketches. Just as with the weather in some places, if you don’t like what you’re experiencing now with the blog, just wait a while–a different wind will be blowing quite soon.

ON WRITING THE DICE MAN

‭ THE DICE MAN is a novel that in most all possible universes would never have been finished and never published.‭ ‬But Chance,‭ ‬ever busy,‭ ‬created a series of accidents in‭ ‬1969-70‭ ‬in Deia,‭ ‬Mallorca,‭ ‬that allowed a‭ ‬222‭ ‬page manuscript written over four years by an un-ambitious,‭ ‬unpublished‭ ‬37-year-old … Continue reading

GENERAL BOOM DREAMS OF A PERFECT WAR

GENERAL BOOM DREAMS (Exerpt from Chapter 15 of JESUS INVADES GEORGE)

In 2008 General Boom had had enough of serving in Iraq. He had never read about a war in which the more enemies you killed the more grew to take their places. As far as his intelligence people could tell for every Iraqi his men killed or threw into one of our prisons, we created three new people who wanted to shoot us or blow us up. One bright guy from Harvard had figured that at the rate we were going, in fifteen years we would have the entire world shooting at us. He even showed graphs to prove it.

One part of General Boom said to himself “Bring ‘em on!”, but another part felt that having the whole world going after us might not be a good idea. Especially since they would all certainly cheat. They wouldn’t join an army or wear a uniform or fire missiles at us or drive tanks we could blow up, or have nuclear submarines we could sink, or planes we could shoot down, or headquarters we could bomb into oblivion.

Instead they would all dress up just like the people who didn’t hate us so we wouldn’t know whether they were good guys or bad guys and thus to be on the safe side we’d have to kill them all. Continue reading