Dispatches from Paul
Kesey sign takes me back in time and up to the top of Mt. Pisgah
It was just a simple sign on a wooden pole, the kind a protester or picketer might carry. But the sight of it swept me back four decades to another time and place—and to the memory of the remarkable man who carried it.
Slip slidin’ away in Norway
In his travel book “Innocents Abroad,” Mark Twain wrote, “The gentle reader will never, never know what a consummate ass he can become until he goes abroad.”
Beg to differ, sir. I figured it out on Day One of my three-week visit to Norway. …
That sweet baby-blue Corvair
I am surprised by how many readers have been captivated by the baby-blue Corvair driven by Jesse, the main character in “The Garbage Brothers.” Here’s the backstory on how the car, reviled by consumer advocate Ralph Nader but beloved by most people who owned a Corvair, puttered its way into my debut novel.
How a G-2 pen and a legal pad helped shed journalist handcuffs
Here’s why I wrote my first published novel, “The Garbage Brothers,” entirely by hand on legal pads, which, upon completion of my first draft, measured roughly the same height as one of my 3-year-old grandkids.
Six Magic Words
I deeply appreciate Liz’s support and IFD’s willingness to publish the work of a first-time novelist. By the way, IFD stands for Imagination Fully Dilated, which I have to say is one of the finest names for a publishing house I’ve ever encountered.
P.S. Are you in a book club, or do you have family, friends and neighbors who are? Let them know about The Garbage Brothers. If I am available, I’d love to come by and join in discussions. You can purchase the book at local bookstores or on this website.