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Long and Short Reviews just did an interview with me where I discuss my recently published novel, The Haunted Spring, and why writing is a lot like stuffing sausage. Here’s the permalink: http://wp.me/p2ZcT9-4CR. Please check it out!
My novel, The Haunted Spring, has just been published by Gypsy Shadow Publishing. It's a fictional account inspired by my recent NICU experience with my son, who was born several months premature. It also deals with ghosts, which I have less experience with, outside of their hiding my car keys at 6:30 in the morning (if the departed can develop a sense of humor at that hour, why can't I?).
Walking for Babies, April 20
Today my wife, our two little ones, and I went to a park in Santa Rosa for the March of Dimes Walk for Babies, and had a wonderful time! Even McGruff the Crime Dog was there, although I felt sorry for him, since he had to go around in that heavy rain coat on such a sunny day.
The walkathon itself was a lot of fun, although I made a pretty shaky start. Before the beginning of the race, there were a number of inspirational speeches, including one by a mother who recounted her experiences in the NICU with her preemie.
Now my own son was born at 27 weeks, so that my wife and I would visit him each day in the NICU for close to three months. It was a frightening but hopeful experience, and listening to the mother recount her own experiences brought me to tears, so that by the time the race started, my eyes were flooded, and I could barely see where I was going. I almost fell on my face, then I almost ran into my wife, then I almost ran into another runner, then another, then I almost tripped over a dog, then I almost ran off the path into a ditch, then I almost ran into a baby stroller, then I almost ran into the people carrying the banner. And when I finally wiped my eyes and saw clearly, there wasn’t a single person near me, which got me to thinking that not watching where you’re going might be a pretty good way to clear the field, so to speak. I’ll have to research this further and possibly consider a career as a professional runner…
Anyway, it was a wonderful time and for a great cause. Hope you’re having a fantastic weekend, too!
And he can spell, too!
I feel I must introduce to you a newly released novel that is astounding; it’s colossal; it’s packed with 12 essential vitamins and minerals. It takes the cake and eats it; it fills up a rental car with gas before returning it. It walks your dog without asking for money; it re-sorts your sock drawer; it shakes out the coins from your piggy bank so that you don’t have to take a hammer to it. It “knows people”; it’s “all that” with or without the bag of chips (in case you’re on a diet) ; it talks the walk and walks the talk (as well as your dog, as previously mentioned, without charge); it gets the slinky down the stairs; it gets an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin; it dribbles a football; it plucks up the change, as well as the French fries, that dropped underneath your car seat; it leaps higher than hyperbole (with enough room for the Empire State Building); it covers the point spread, and it says nice things to your dog while walking it—again without charge. The book is, if I may be allowed an objective assessment, the greatest thing to happen to the language (with the possible exception of Screamin’ Jay Hawkins). It’s also pretty good, I think.