Category Archives: Writing

It was another hot, tropical day in the South Pacific. A distinctive looking blue plane sat on a lone airstrip, awaiting clearance for take off. The plane, a gull-winged Marine F4U Corsair, taxied to the end of the strip and … Continue reading →

The morning was as crisp as a freshly starched shirt.  Cool autumn air covered the land as the rising sun  jutted through the brown and orange foliage. The beams poked through the trees like thousands of fingers.  The lingering shadows … Continue reading →

Joel Gill has died at the age of 61.  In a car wreck, I’ve read.  I think I’ve drawn him in a few cartoons along the way. Can’t remember though; I don’t remember them all. But I do remember Mr. … Continue reading →

The thunderstorm drained all the color out of the East Tennessee countryside.  Johnny Johnson squinted and turned the truck’s wipers on high.  The frantically beating wipers couldn’t keep up with the sheets of rain.  Gray clouds cloaked the mountains.  Lightning … Continue reading →

I feel like a father awaiting a new child.  My newest book, Fried Chicken & Wine is about to hit the press and will ship on November 2nd. I’ll get lots of boxes a few days after that. And the … Continue reading →

“Ex-lax, come here! Come here, Ex-lax.” Not everyone would name their dog Ex-lax. But Jimmy Bob Delray wasn’t everyone. Far from it. His ex-wife Becky Lou called him, “the most difficult man on the planet earth.” It was probably an … Continue reading →

As far as he could see, tons of steel hurled down the interstate at 70 mph.  The sheer insanity of it all should have been enough to wake him up.  But Franklin G. Harrison still drank his coffee. Lots of coffee. You … Continue reading →