Archive for January, 2011

One day early in September, 1970, my brother drove me to Andover, Massachusetts, helped me unload my stuff and left me standing on the sidewalk outside my new home – a dormitory. I wore shoulder-length hair, an olive Mickey Mouse tee shirt, bellbottom jeans and black PF Flyer sneakers. I spent three riotous years at […]


It’s a good thing I don’t have a lisp, this could get embarrassing. Worse than Thithton Thithtertinton.* Now then – I thought it would be fun to post the first 7 sentences of Diary of a Small Fish, because the opening underwent a final transformation immediately prior to submission to publishers. The explanation is worth […]


So all week long I’ve had this niggling feeling that I forgot something. Hat, gloves, mortgage payment. Something. No! I forgot to post 7 suspenseful sentences in keeping with my participation in the newly-launched Suspenseful Seven Sentence Sunday. So maybe I’ll ad lib and do Fufpenful Five Fentenfe Friday. Or something. Here is the opening […]