Thursday, October 18, 2018
Sunday, October 07, 2018
Friday, October 05, 2018
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Friday, February 02, 2018
The six and a half foot tower named Sullivan Derrick Ortega, simply deflated… muttering. The two arresting officers quickly flanked him in seconds, wearing their best "in charge" faces. Sullivan looked down at the two on either side of his shoulders.
"No hard feelings, okay guys?"
"I guess not, Sully," said Garcia, watching Sgt. Ortega’s eyes.
"Me neither," said Sandoval, letting the smallest trace of a smile find its way to his face.
"Sullivan... listen cousin, you're going to have to learn how to keep your temper under control. This is getting serious.” Sgt. Ortega eased back into his chair.
As Sullivan began to protest, he simply cut it off by waving a finger in the air in his face. "What would your mother and sister — God rest them — think of all this?"
Sergeant Ortega waited for a response and when not a single grunt was forthcoming, he repeated it, "What?" "
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Check out one of my favorite writers, Richard Sutton. The excerpt above is from Richard..Sully is my favorite (really very favorite) modern hero. You'll love him, too...if you decide to give "Back To Santa Fe" a read..
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Living on the prairie is very like living in a more cosmopolitan spot in the country thirty years ago. In some aspects of life, time kind of stands still. To be sure, the close-knit community has its positive and its negative points. For instance, folks are always around to help if one asks. Most don’t realize that help is needed until or unless the individual in need actually reaches out with a request, but even when the request is even barely murmured, aide arrives.
Sunday, January 28, 2018
Flaxton, North Dakota, the setting for the manuscript on which I am currently working. Eight years living along the American/Canadian border has changed me in subtle ways.
I am far more willing to understand (not necessarily accept) the conservative point of view. Living with people whose entire lives depend on the soil gives one an appreciation for what it means to carefully consider what change entails in life.
For the next few weeks, I'd like to share a tiny part of each day's material as I formulate a story of this tiny prairie town and a celebration of the people who inhabit it.
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Monday, January 15, 2018
Friday, January 12, 2018
Tuesday, January 09, 2018
Monday, January 08, 2018
"Eventually, we’ll hit the ground, and assuming America survives, there should be a reckoning to dwarf the defenestration of Harvey Weinstein and his fellow ogres. Trump, Wolff’s reporting shows, has no executive function, no ability to process information or weigh consequences. Expecting him to act in the country’s interest is like demanding that your cat do the dishes. His enablers have no such excuse."
Saturday, January 06, 2018
Thursday, January 04, 2018
a•pha•sia | noun | [uh-fey-zhuh]:
a communication disorder that affects a person’s ability to process and use language.
It is a neurological condition caused by damage to the portions of the brain responsible for language, and it does not affect intelligence. Because language plays such a central role in our daily lives, aphasia can be very challenging. Individuals with aphasia may find it difficult to speak, understand speech, and read and write.
The type and severity of aphasia depends on the precise location and extent of the damaged brain tissue. Aphasia can range from mild—where a task like retrieving the names of objects is difficult—to severe—where any type of communication is almost impossible.