Signed all these “Forty Acres Deep” books two weeks ago, then a week later had to sign several more stacks because the ones in the photograph were all gone. We…View post

Twenty years ago, after “Population 485” came out, a reader appliquéd cows on these slippers and mailed them to me. They have been in my writing room ever since. Today,…View post

Took a flyer down to La Crosse, Wisconsin, last week and was running through the rain to meet my daughter for a quick coffee when I stopped dead at the…View post

I’m no Sturgill Simpson. I’ve not gone to his extremes. Any parallels I might draw between myself and him are limited and anemic. But they exist, and if not for…View post