A Head Start on Spring

Spring is about to, well, spring. I don’t know about you, but I’m doing cartwheels – and, for good measure, handsprings. Not really. Used to do those as a kid, but haven’t done any in *#%@&! years. Actually, I just started doing headstands again after, uh,...
A Franzen Family Affair

A Franzen Family Affair

If you’re looking for a shoot-’em-up, graphically violent novel with car chases, explosions, murders and torn bodies, Jonathan Franzen’s tour de force The Corrections isn’t for you. It’s not a commercial work. So, of course, this 2001 National Book Award winner has...

The Bible and the Toyota

It’s doubtful the people who populate the Bible had any inkling that the automobile would one day replace the donkey on the road from Jerusalem to Jericho, or wherever, but your devious scribe has conjured a way to link the holy book with the modern mode of...

Justice Gone Awry

A recent event here in Palm Beach County, Florida, echoes – in reverse – the injustice meted out to the main character in my book Murder in Palm Beach by a judicial system that sometimes functions more as a good ol’ boy network than an arbiter of justice. I refer to a...

Book It!

The deed is done. I have a publishing contract for my new novel, tentatively titled BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS. I suspect it will stick – the title, I mean, not the blood. Well, actually, the blood … Okay, that’s enough. Don’t want to give away the plot. What I will say is...

The Real Thing

Remember that 1970s TV show To Tell the Truth, hosted by Garry Moore? He would recite a biography, and a panel questioned three contestants, two of them impostors and one the owner of the biography. The panelists would guess which of the three was authentic. Then...