Journal of a Wet Journalism Journey
Far and away, an ocean trek was a pinnacle of my sprawling, 40-year journalism career. And by any measure, it also became the soggiest.
How To Share an Afterlife
In olden time, sailors navigated by staring up at the stars; some still do. Similarly, many folks help chart a life course simply by observing others.
To Dream a Possible Dream
A pure flat-lander, a Florida boy from the Everglades, went to learn to ski on snow up in the mountains. That kid drove to Badger Pass in Yosemite, and—I guess this is the proper instant to reveal it—he was me.
A Conglomeration of Ink-Stained Scriveners
“A writers’ conference? That’s a misnomer,” Kurt Vonnegut once said. “Since writers don’t confer. They just drag themselves past each other like great, wounded bears.”
Blazing a Trail Around War
‘A pair of potent warlords—a Hispanic general and a Suisun Indian chief—face a conflict that may alter the fate of their peoples. My tale of this day is historical fiction; it’s based on a real event.’
