To celebrate “April Fools,” Robb has released his latest book as a free download for two days only—Tuesday April 1st and Wednesday April 2nd. Visit Amazon.com and look for “Potholes On Memory Lane “or check this link. My brother JD… Continue Reading
“How’d you like to go to the roller derby tonight?” Karin asked. I looked up from my computer screen to see if she was serious. “We have a roller derby in town?” I asked. “Yes,” she said, “Nicole just called,… Continue Reading
Last week I was dumped. I came home, flipped on the switch, and everything was gone. All my photos, all my mail, all traces of my electronic existence … wiped clean off the screen. I was stunned. Why? I asked?… Continue Reading
He was sitting on a bench by the glass door, his face buried in his hands, and he let out a sigh. I recognized him as one of my students. “Hello!” I said, and he jerked upright. “Oh. Hello, Mr.… Continue Reading
My daughter Amanda looked out the windshield, across a scarred, tumbleweed-studded landscape. Our car was traveling along the bluffs of Panorama Avenue, an ironic name for a street that offers a commanding view of industrial desolation—wastewater sumps, steam generators, and… Continue Reading
Calling someone a dreamer is seldom a compliment. But it should be. Recently, I encountered a flock of folks who day-dream for a living. I joined hundreds of novelists, humorists, poets and playwrights who converged on Nob Hill to attend… Continue Reading
“Give me a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss Sweetheart, I ask no more than this A kiss to build a dream on” Louis Armstrong, A Kiss To Build A Dream On… Continue Reading
We came. We cracked. We chewed. Saturday, I joined more than 1,000 people at the Anderson Fairgrounds to attend One Safe Place’s 27th annual “Crab Feed.” We faced off against 4,400 pounds of crustaceans-still-in-the-shell and emerged woozy but victorious. The… Continue Reading
Evening red and morning grey Sends a traveler on his way. Evening grey and morning red Rain upon the traveler’s head -Grandpa’s Weather Forecast I saw a red-sky at dawn yesterday, and Grandpa was right. It did bring a bit of rain. It’s about time. Day after day of cloudless, 70-degree weather was weird and Continue Reading
Fifty or more locals gathered in our town’s pizza parlor after a recent burglary. Their mood was somber. I arrived late and stood near the rear of the crowd. I couldn’t see their faces. But from the tone of their… Continue Reading
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