World Without Pain: The Story of a Search
Bedlam Battle: An Omnibus of the One Thousand Series
After the Fireflood
Caliban’s Children
The Fantasy Book Murders
Opting Out and Other Departures
Sunflower: A Novel
America Redux: Impressions of the United States After Thirty-Five Years Abroad
Fear or Be Feared: Fantasies
Writing as a Metaphysical Experience
Reviews and Reflections on Books, Literature, and Writing
The One Thousand: A Novella
The One Thousand: Book Two: Team of Seven
The One Thousand: Book Three: Black Magic Bus
The One Thousand: Book Four: Deconstructing the Nightmare
After the Rosy-Fingered Dawn: A Memoir of Greece
The Misadventures of Mama Kitchen: A Novel
Dark Mirrors: Dystopian Tales
Love Children: A Novel
Painsharing and Other Stories
The Dragon Ticket and Other Stories
Tag Archives: traveling
Longing for Europe
I’ve been longing for Europe lately. The thing is, the Europe I long for is not the Europe that exists now, but the Europe of the 1970s. And when I envision myself in it, I don’t think of myself as … Continue reading
Snapping Out of It
We’re going to conduct a literary experiment, you and I. Well, in fact you’re going to play the role of observer and I’m going to conduct it. We’re going to see if I can snap myself out of the post-surgery … Continue reading
The Lost Notebooks: The Birth of a Voice
When I set out on the road back in the mid 1970s it was a sprint for freedom but it was also born in the realization, or perhaps I should say the delusion, that until that point of my life … Continue reading
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Tagged memoir, On The Road, traveling, writer's voice, Writing
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What’s Gone Down and What’s Coming Up
I am starting to realize the uniqueness of every writer’s, indeed every person’s, walk in life. No two literary careers are the same, thank God. Otherwise you might as well simply be programmed virtually at birth and remain alive artificially … Continue reading
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Tagged changes, memoir, new year, On Writing, persistence, traveling, Writing
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Book Review: On Moving: A Writer’s Meditation on New Houses, Old Haunts, and Finding Home Again by Louise DeSalvo
My son and I just moved again, from Yakima to Seattle, Washington. We took a walk to the local branch of the Seattle Public Library to check it out and apply for library cards. Waiting for the librarians to do … Continue reading
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Tagged home, Louise DeSalvo, moving, traveling
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A Tale of Three Jackets
In order to help you understand this completely I need to tell you an anecdote about my father. He had a great sense of humor back in the days when most of us lived together under one roof, before we … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, Jack London, leather jacket, memoir, Navy flight jacket, traveling, Writing
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It’s Been a Long, Strange Trip
For this reflective look back upon my life I find myself in sun-baked Brooklyn, New York. I didn’t plan to be in New York at this time. I had just moved from San Diego, California to Yakima, Washington when I … Continue reading
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Tagged hitchhiking, Song of the Open Road, The Road, traveling, Walt Whitman, Writing
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If I Could Have, I Would Have
On my evening walk I was contemplating what I would have done if I had had the publishing opportunities available in the past that are available now; that is, the internet, blogging, self-publishing, and so on. In my mind’s eye … Continue reading
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Tagged memoir, traveling, World Without Pain, Writing
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Book Review: Travels by Michael Crichton
It so happened on the 4th of July 2012 I was temporarily sojourning on Coronado Island in San Diego. When I wandered to the main street of the town to get some air and exercise, lo and behold a parade … Continue reading
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Tagged Michael Crichton, Sean Connery, traveling, Travels
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Savoring the Unsavory, or, the Metaphysics of the Mundane
I spent years on the road not worrying about anyone else’s schedule at all: I slept when I wanted, woke up when I wanted, stayed in one place or moved on, and so on. There were hardships, sure; you can … Continue reading
