Category: Passports

Now, Listen

The more I write, the more I feel what I write is often a product of what has happened to me that I could not entirely control – memorable people, unexpected events, new ideas, and intriguing experiences and exchanges. All of us also occasionally feel ignorant, out of our depth, and even stupid…

The Questionings

I’ve been deliberately reserved especially towards younger members of the family. The reason for that is simple: aside from the first book of that trilogy, Passports, which is probably the closest I’ve come to writing what might be termed borderline “young adult,” my novels are not really meant for “under-18s.”

To See Our World

If you are about to take your first major international journey without Mom and Dad, I suggest you don’t rely only on your iPhone and Instagram for the memories. Taking photos is now so easy. No longer are we restricted to a roll of 24 or 36 at a time.

A Writer’s “Labo(u)r”

I have lived here in England for nearly two decades. There are still times I don’t understand a “Britishism” tossed at me in conversation. Or my English Mrs. will warn me if I have just said something not normally heard here: “You’re speaking American.”

This 1994 Cast

“Fiction” is almost never entirely “fictitious.” As my uncle once told me: “Fiction comes from fact, and lots of fact makes great fiction when you re-write it as fiction.” (I want that in my obituary. 😉 )