Patriotism is a strange thing. It has always seemed to me to be a little artificial to claim some personal credit for things that other people do in the name of the group or country you come from. But at the same time, the shame on behalf of your country feels very real. This weekend, […]
Why do I like writing? Some people I know say “I don’t like writing; I like having written.“ To an extent, I can understand that. I love the feeling of accomplishment that comes when I complete a piece of writing, whether it’s an article for a magazine, a book, a story or even a […]
It’s January. A new year spreads before us like a blank page, waiting for anything we want to do . Ready for us to write our own story. And I plan on writing that story—in fact, several stories. For you, my wonderful readers, I am going to publish a whole whack o’ stuff for your […]