This weekend The EL is off to the oldest City in America. I was invited to read my work before the elite Garden and Book Club of St. Augustine, Florida as part of their new endeavor to promote new writers… Read More ›
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Follow That Dream
I was in my white, Tony Soprano bathrobe wearing my Seabiscuit cap at the crack of noon, having my coffee, and thinking what I was going to write about next when my doorbell rang. Sometimes I won’t answer but… Read More ›
Huckleberry Pound
I can only scribble about myself and my time. Tell about growing up in a dive tavern in a bad neighborhood, Southeast Washington D.C., but little of the politics of that Marble City surrounding me. It is just… Read More ›
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