Happy Thanksgiving

I'm thankful to be an American. Though she has her problems, there is no other place I would rather be.

I'm thankful for freedom of speech and religion, that I can speak my mind and you can speak yours.

I'm thankful for the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

I'm thankful for a home, a car, a job.  For food on the table.

I'm thankful for my wife.  My children.  My family.  My friends.

I'm thankful for my health, both mind and body.

I'm thankful for every soldier that has given so much, from missed holidays to the laying down of lives, that I may continue to live free.

Though some days I complain and lament my economic standings, I realize that compared to much of the world, I live as a king.

Lord God please know, I'm simply thankful.

A Little Change

I've decided to enroll Predatory Animals into Amazon's KDP Select Program.  For those of you that don't know, that means I have agreed to sell the digital version of PA exclusively on Amazon for 90 days.  Amazon Prime members can borrow the book for free and I'll be offering it for free to everyone else at some point over the next three months.

I know that there is a lot of controversy over this, and I'm not doing it to anger anyone.  It's just a little experiment.  I promise, when the 90 days are up PA will once again be available at all the normal spots.

In the mean time, if you have an e-reader other than the Kindle, and you just can't wait the 90 days to read Predatory Animals, please email me and I'll make sure you get a copy.

Happy Halloween!

I love Halloween.  It's by far my favorite holiday.

Here is another little secret.  I love the actor Tim Curry.

Why, you ask?  Because, he can make even THIS look good.

Happy Halloween everyone.

A Quick Announcement

I just wanted to pop in real fast and announce that Predatory Animals is now available in paperback.  You can find in on Createspace right now.  It should show up on Amazon in a few days.

So, those of you that still love the feel of dead-tree books in your hands, head on over and have a look.

Fourteen Years

It doesn't seem possible.  Fourteen years?  Is that right?  Surely it has only been five . . . six, tops.

Today my wife and I have been married for fourteen years.  If you count the two years that we dated before tying the knot, we've been together literally half of our lives (well half for my wife, slightly less for me).  It seems so strange when I say that out loud.

And yet, when I examine myself, I cannot imagine a life before her.  There is no part of me she doesn't inhabit.  We have seen good times, bad times, and strange times, but we have traversed them together.

I'm not much PDS (public displays of sappiness), but she deserves it.  For putting up with me all these years as much as anything else.

Thank you for fourteen joy-filled years.  Happy Anniversary, Brandy.  I love you.

Here is a picture of the grand day that we started our adventure together.  If we look like kids it's because we were.  But man, look at the hair on that handsome young man.