Middle Aged Crazy
The Place to Release your Creative Beast
I live in Central Florida and the weeds we call a lawn are hard to keep alive and ugly at best, patches of brown insect ridden thatch at worse. One particular corner of my yard is home to a magnificent magnolia whose shade prevents most anything else from growing there. ... Continue reading
While attending a conference sponsored by author Jack Canfield about 5 years ago, I met a guy who seemed nice enough. He was an author and had somehow arranged to have his first box of books from the printer (he self published) opened by Jack, on stage, in front of ... Continue reading
It didn’t take long for someone to notice that there was a growling bear sitting at the check out counter of the mini-mart and two customers trapped inside. Before I finished my smoke there were 3 news helicopters overhead, two television trucks and a couple of lawyers followed shortly thereafter ... Continue reading
Leon poured two large coffees for himself, after getting a Red Bull from the cooler. He’d thrown on an old tie dyed tee shirt and red shorts when he left the house, he was not known as a great dresser, he was too pre-occupied with Athena most of the time ... Continue reading
Leon finally left my sister when he found her in bed with yet another landscape technician, something about boys with lawnmowers made her a little crazy. On the way out, he noticed that he’d spent a little longer looking at the Asian landscape artist than he should have and realized ... Continue reading
Jorge Patron was having problems with his life partner. Ever since he and Leon had rented a house together, he’d had an urge to run. And, run he did, he was the Mexican Forest Gump. If there was a marathon, a half a marathon or any race that ended in ... Continue reading
People tended to disappoint her and criticism was her gift. She’d run my Dad off by the time I was three, how I used to wish he had taken me with him. He moved to Phoenix and married a Lana, my stepbrothers had no idea how easy they had it. ... Continue reading
Paul explained that turning into a bear was not something a man did lightly. Charles must have been thinking about it for a long time, his wife dying was just the last step. Bears don’t need venture capital, internet connections or shoelaces. Paul’s eyes got a little narrower, and he ... Continue reading
My writing has taken a left turn. I woke up Sunday with an inspiration to write a story about a widower who became a bear. So: I did. I don’t write non-fiction normally, but I went with it. (I’ve tried a few other times, I started a novel in the ... Continue reading
Charles Turned Into a Bear Charles had turned into a bear overnight; it was because his wife died. Not one of those big Harley riding guys with tattoos and a Viking helmet, but a real bear. A black one. Somewhere along the way he’d acquired a cub that followed him ... Continue reading
The American business model is still based in the Industrial Revolution and employees are nothing more than machines. If management can figure out a way to use a more efficient machine, they will. If they can’t, they will try to figure out how to make you more efficient. We are ... Continue reading
“Why is it the words we write for ourselves are always so much better than the words we write for others?” (Sean Connery in Finding Forrester) A few years ago my son played on a baseball team that didn’t have a coach, it had a second guesser. He was one ... Continue reading
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