Signal Mountain Mirror–Article and Review

Carol Lannon of the Signal Mountain Mirror was kind enough to write a combined article about my creative life as an artist/writer and a review of my new historical mystery, An Uncertain Peace.

Carol Lannon of the Signal Mountain Mirror was kind enough to write a combined article about my creative life as an artist/writer and a review of my new historical mystery, An Uncertain Peace.
My friend Howard was a copywriter who wrote for television and leading advertising agencies for many years, often winning awards for his work. One evening, over a drink, he told me about being on a set where they were shooting a commercial for agricultural products. The creative team planned to use actors from Atlanta…
I wrote the following almost ten years ago. Since then, things have changed. Dave’s Modern Tavern burned down a few years ago, but new ownership had made it a less hospitable place even before that happened. The art gallery Graffiti is also gone. Still, there was a time when they were special places, and what…
As writers, we must have a critical feedback loop. Rather like the body’s immune system, it must be strong enough to ward off what is destructive or unnecessary, but not so strong that it stifles healthy growth. That balance is essential. If the feedback loop is too weak, a writer can’t develop greater facility in…
Recently, a friend of mine, an artist by training, said that she had some stories she’d like to write, but that time had passed her by. Writing, she said, was a young person’s game. I disagree with that idea, but I didn’t say much in reply. I suspected the meaning behind her words…
“Yeah, you can have any of that junk in the basement. I don’t care.” The tone of Tom’s voice made it clear he sincerely did not care. Many things had drifted into his basement as older relatives died off, and Tom felt little connection to any of them. He had gotten rid of as…
There is an old saying in Texas, “When the horse is dead, it’s time to get off.” As an artist and a writer, that’s good to remember. Sometimes, one must admit that things are not working out as planned. What began with clarity of vision has now become murkiness of purpose. One must finally acknowledge…