My grandmother is long gone. My mother is now too. My dad remains - and I know I shall miss him terribly whenever he too is gone.
What nationality would you be if you could not be what you are? Do you ever *think* you'd like to be someone else, and from somewhere else?
Georgian English writers, and their American counterparts, loved to use elongated, and complicated, often windy, paragraphs, and had a habit, of employing commas, all over the place.
I find myself increasingly wanting eventually to write something that includes India. What I consider a major hurdle, however, is I have never been there.
Following on from yesterday's post (on the short story I'm writing, Conventions, and Amazon's samples), I thought I would link to Amazon Kindle samples of my earlier novels as well. Doing so makes sense. After all, these are where it all began for me. If you are a new follower, I know I have not … Continue reading That First Day Of Classes
I have been away from here for a few days, I know. I'm working on that short story. If I'm "missing" for a time, I'm usually found perhaps briefly over on Instagram, reminding you I'm still among the living. I was surprised to see this yesterday. Also, I don't normally mention book reviews here. However, … Continue reading Stars On Amazon
The other day we watched Steven Spielberg's 2015 film, Bridge of Spies. You may know it stars Tom Hanks, playing the idealistic American he can portray so well. The film also well-conveys the tenor of its times - the espionage, mistrust, and especially pain, suffering, and even brutality, in a Germany divided between non-communist West … Continue reading New Friends From “The East,” c. 1994
Last I read, there are an estimated 250,000 (non-military) Americans living here in the United Kingdom, about 100,000 of whom are in London. There have always been Americans here, though. What has changed in recent decades, obviously, is the new immediacy of media - especially, now, social media. Probably due to all that is now … Continue reading Around The Thanksgiving Table
My 19 year old niece is at Queen's University in Belfast, Northern Ireland. She would like to write LETTERS! Younger people these days... I posted that to Instagram yesterday as I began it (and I have since moved on somewhat). Why? Because it dawned on me that it's hilarious. It's terrible - which as you … Continue reading “Dear Charlotte”
A second post in one day? I know, amazing! But I couldn't mix this with the previous one, really. As I wrote the other day, I'm flying to New York tomorrow. Heading again for the city of my birth... Although, technically, I'll be arriving in Newark, New Jersey. That's where the airport is. Not landing … Continue reading The Big Apple Awaits
I've again been spending way too much time in the eighteenth century. (An American and an Englishman walk into a Paris coffeehouse in 1792 and meet an Irishman...) Our present always needs looking after. Specifically, the published "1990s" present, that is. Since 2013, I've been "cocooned" at Amazon. No more. I'm spreading my digital wings. … Continue reading A New Digital Day: iBooks, Nook And More
A couple of months ago a mutual friend put me in touch with a poet in Cambridge. Tracey, the poet, is also a self-confessed "techno-phobe." Nonetheless, she is hoping to see her work in e-book form (it's already in print) and our shared friend had thought of me, and I offered to help. In the … Continue reading Noticed By A Poet
Today is about celebrating our fathers in their infinite variety and incalculable impacts on our lives. I had been thinking of what to say. However, every time I started writing I gave up - "That's not it!" - and deleted what I'd begun. Nothing seemed to capture what I aimed to say. Then I recalled … Continue reading Celebrating Fathers
Hello from northeastern Pennsylvania! I had a good flight over to the U.S., to Newark, NJ (just across the river from Manhattan). It was - thankfully - a Boeing 787 Dreamliner, which I find a much more comfortable plane than the older 777. The one disappointment aboard were the movies weren't a great choice. Knowing … Continue reading Love: From A Man’s Perspective
Prepping for my trip to America next week, I'd had a FaceTime with my father yesterday. He said that the priest who'd overseen my mother's funeral has been reassigned after almost five years at that Pennsylvania parish. He was young, well-thought of, and popular. Dad was really unhappy about the priest's departure and told me … Continue reading Always Believe In Yourself