It’s like you have been walking, moving. It seems like in a maze of rooms, getting through passages, doors. You don’t see any windows. You don’t know whether it is darkness or light that surrounds you. It sometimes seems like you are walking in a road, a strip road, a path but with doors. You [...]
Jacqueline Rebecca Louise de Rothschild. The name itself is filled with stateliness and grace. We in the greater Los Angeles area in the 1960s and early ‘70s knew her as Jacqueline Piatigorsky, chess patron and philanthropist. She ably administered the affairs of the venerable Herman Steiner Chess Club, organized events for local players, sponsored international [...]
This very simple sample of my work has many meanings – it was written for you the reader to adopt to your own conclusion. Your own identity and feel the pulse of this piece as your own life, where it would travel along the road you walk.
Fountain of Youth or Something Else? - How would you feel if there was a way never to grow old or age on the outside or inside? What would you do to prevent anyone from getting his or her hands on this great Elixir or medicine? Would you believe that this really existed and what would [...]
Things sure have changed since I was a kid. Nowadays they buckle up for safety and sit in the back seat in a special booster chair complete with belly pad, plush seat cover, head pillow and three position crotch strap. I remember standing up on the front seat of our Ford Fairlane, next to my [...]
Ask yourselves this; what do you want to write about? If you’re literary goal is fiction, can you exist on next to nothing in the way of money and virtually become a recluse, deliberately shutting yourself off from everything you know to achieve your goal. If you still answered yes then read on… *** Since [...]
Ignore or not? - I equate those who closely study the various parts of a language with mechanics who build vehicles. Only they care about what type of nut, valve or spring is used in a specific part of the vehicle. Those who drive them are only concerned with getting from A to B. Therefore apart [...]
I cried to dream again,
buried my head into
my feather pillow –
whispered, dream – dream. . .
This short excerpt takes you into the mind of a child during the fifties and sixties. “Children are from Heaven” is my working novel, a true story with a Universal theme. You will follow a child in her normal routine, and think as she does day to day, bringing you back to your day as a child, or someone you know.
There are many ways people connect and form lasting relationships in their lives. Sometimes from that first encounter you can tell things will work out and other times not. When Eve Duncan met Jane McGuire she knew right away that this ten-year-old child who lived on the streets, was tough and streetwise would be the [...]
