From the Little Writing Room Over the Garage: Mike reads “Shock and Awe”
As a writer, the greatest privilege is not in telling my story. Rather, it is in being trusted to tell the story of another. In this case, two soldiers climbing…View post
As a writer, the greatest privilege is not in telling my story. Rather, it is in being trusted to tell the story of another. In this case, two soldiers climbing…View post
Sometimes a D chord is plenty. From the book “From the Top,” available here. NOTE: Since I began posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage” posts,…View post
This one goes out to my baseball-playing nephews. From the book “Roughneck Grace,” available here. NOTE: Since I began posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage”…View post
Once I grabbed an electric pig fencer with my bare hands. Then I decided to write a goofy book about French philosophy. Not everybody dug it. But…* From the book…View post
Goose down. From the book “Population 485,” available here. NOTE: Since I’ve been posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage” posts, I’ve been getting messages asking…View post