Easter Sunday's winding down, and one week from today I'll be winding down from Omega Institute's "Being Fearless" conference in New York City. The older I get, the more fearless I become. I wonder if this conference will make me even more so? If so, I may become over-the-top obnoxious. But so what? At over 60, I'm entitled. It's no longer so important that everybody like me and find me nice. This week I'll make some more T-shirts with my book cover emblazoned on the front, thanks to my…

Yesterday the UPS truck pulled up outside my house, and the man in brown delivered several cartons of the new printing of my novel, Mood Swing: The Bipolar Murders. I've sold nearly all of my first edition. It occurred to me I could have signed and numbered them like an edition of silk screens or lithographs; the printing was that small. Nonetheless it's thrilling. Mood Swing is a print-on-demand book, and I'm very happy I took this route. I plan to use the same publisher for my…

I just clicked on the main page and saw my own photo at the upper left in the section "Popular Members". Hard to believe I'm really this popular - I'll bet Crimespace does this to all the guys and gals to make them feel good. I'll have to check back and see. In the meantime, it's a hefty rush to see myself there in the place of honor.

As I threatened to do in my last blog, I read my poem about my negative YMCA experience at the Lark Tavern last night and it went over well, especially…

Is it spring, or is it just me? Usually I'm reasonably mellowed out (which means moderately mood-swingy, but under control) but in the past week I've gotten uncharacteristically angry on several occasions.

It's now Monday noon in upstate New York, and it was almost exactly one week ago last Monday morning when I uttered the F-word in my exercise class when the instructor snuck up on me from behind and corrected my moves. (She had us on our knees, our exercise matts facing the wall,…

Hi Everyone,

I'm delighted to be here by my open window, listening to the birds singing and watching the snow melt in upstate New York as I create my first-ever blog. It's something I've been meaning to do for ages now, but this site, which I just joined yesterday, made it possible.

I'll be telling you more about my mystery, Mood Swing: The Bipolar Murders, in the near future. Until I get around to it, please click on…