Available November 3
About
I write stories about adolescents struggling to become who they want to be in a world not of their making.
I’m a teacher,
father,
champion of youthful brilliance, and
author of narratives with strong characters and smart plot lines that speak to the complexity of adolescent existence and the issues that shape their worlds.
I'm a proud Chicagoan of forty years, transplanted from a small town in central Indiana. I came to fiction writing after over thirty years of teaching at all levels--elementary, middle school, high school, and college. When I'm not teaching or writing, I support my neighborhood school and get outside no matter the weather for nature and urban hikes.
I write stories about adolescents struggling to become who they want to be in a world not of their making.
I’m a teacher,
father,
champion of youthful brilliance, and
author of narratives with strong characters and smart plot lines that speak to the...
Blog
A couple of weeks ago I rolled out Kid America’s cover for everyone to see. Well, it’s changed a bit. Take a look and guess how it has changed. Below is the first reveal. At the top is the latest and final one.
Yep, the difference is obvious. Aimé, KA’s Production Director, and I discussed the cover quite a bit after the first reveal. She pushed for a color scheme that would better represent the novel’s themes. I tend to let things be, but she wanted to make sure it captured...
In 2016, I couldn’t fathom a Trump presidency. When it happened, I found relief in Clinton winning the popular vote by two million. The outcome, I thought, was more a product of an archaic electoral system than a reflection of national disposition. That changed on November 5, 2024. Trump won the popular vote, drawing votes from demographic groups across the board and picking up support in nearly every part of the country. All this was done as he stumbled, fumbled, fumed, blustered, and...
There are people in our lives whose influence is significant but fleeting. They’re there one moment, often at an opportune one, then they’re gone. Their presence and absence are a sequitur to something more lasting.
Coach Jim Petty was one of those people for me.
I read the news of his disappearance on Facebook. A FB friend had posted a link. Coach Petty’s truck, swept away by “swift-moving water,” was gone, with him in it. It wouldn’t be found for another week. He was still in it, submerged...
New postings each week.