My office remains hopeless

As I dictate this I am wandering through the ranch house. I stop at my writing desk. Despite my best efforts it has now become just as cluttered as the other flat surfaces on various levels. There is an array of blogs, new web pages, contributions to four websites, Land for Love and Money, coming […] more to read »

where water turns rock red

I was busy writing (dictating) several chapters of Uncompahgre—where water turns rock red, the third novel of the Threads West, An American Saga series, the other day. I needed a break, some time to reflect on a particularly critical scene between several characters, and had a chore to do about a half-mile from ranch house. […] more to read »