On this last day of the year I want to reflect on the life of my brother, Rick. In a few short months he will have been in prison five years. He was once a vital, happy man, refereeing ball games for his son, escorting his oldest daughter down a football field when she was read more…

The trip to Missouri for the holidays was long and I had plenty of time between flights to work on the next idea for a book proposal. A month ago, Howard Kazanjian, the film producer I’ve had the pleasure of collaborating with on several occasions, suggested looking into the life of a lawman named Sam read more…

Over the past couple of days I’ve received information about my 30th high school reunion that’s going to be held in September. The people planning the reunion are doing a great job. There’s a website specifically for Buena High School class of 1979 alumni. In addition to whether or not you’re going to attend the read more…

The first series of ads to promote Thunder Over the Prairie were booked today. I placed an ad in the June/July edition of American Cowboy Magazine. The price – $1800 for a half page. I want to run a full page ad in True West Magazine and one in Chronicles of the Old West. The read more…

I’ve never been very good a writing letters. I can never really convey what’s on my heart and mind without it coming across rehearsed or disingenuous. I stare at the stationary, struggling to transform nothing into life. I only bring it up because I am about to write the most important letter of my life read more…

Thunder Over the Prairie came back from the editors with a few changes they would like to see made. Most of the comments center on bibliography and additional fact checking. It’s tedious, but necessary. I want to make sure everything is as accurate as I can get for this book so I don’t mind the read more…

The last couple of weeks I set my usual writing assignments aside to embark on a number of ventures. I directed the annual Christmas in Bethlehem program at my church, spent time with my parents who were here, and traveled to see my brother at Terminal Island in Long Beach. I call it “visiting life.” read more…