For Raymond Chandler’s birthday, here are four openings to Chandler-like novels I have written. “The Fated Heart” won second place in the Library of America’s nation-wide “Write Like Raymond Chandler” contest.
Today, July 20, in 1969, the first man walked on the moon. An American, as it happened. The experience I recount here struck me back in 1969 and, because of the involvement of Robert Frost, has stuck with me, and percolated in my brain, for all of the intervening 48 years. Back during my college… Read More »
One of my angry liberal friends recently asked me whether, morally speaking, it was acceptable to maintain friendships with Trump supporters who, by their silence and inaction, are condoning all the awful things Trump has said and done. If my friend had read the New Testament, I think, he would have had his answer, morally,… Read More »
I wrote this essay in 1999 when Joe DiMaggio died, a time when I was undergoing electroshock treatment for depression, and I needed courage. Joe DiMaggio died today. When I heard the news I began to cry, and I experienced an unexpected flood of emotion and sadness that I rarely feel in these drab and… Read More »
Back in the 80s, when I was trying lawsuits for a living– before the appearance of metal detectors in courthouses– there was a hunting preserve up on the Cumberland Plateau called the Chatooga Hunting Lodge. It wasn’t a hunting “preserve” exactly, it was a place where animals exotic to Tennessee– like moose and caribou– were… Read More »
For years, we’ve kept a flower garden down by the road. Anne has made it beautiful with phlox, daisies, cone flowers, petunias, and wild pink primrose. But last week she discovered that something had been biting the buds off the taller flowers. It could only have been deer, though we’d never had that problem before.… Read More »