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The Audio Book Experience: Musings on Being Read To and Reading Out Loud

I have never been much of an audiobook kind of guy. I like reading. I’ve always felt a kind of snobbery about the audiobook, as if somehow the actual reading of text on a page and making all of the voices and inflections and imagery happen in one’s head is a more rigorous endeavor, that listening is kind of like cheating. 1,171 more words

Writing And Reading

Sneak peek: Escape From Vultures' Moon

Here’s the opening sequence to the third book in the Vultures’ Moon series, currently out with my beta-readers.  I await their verdict.

Jed and his Horse watched the fireworks soar high above the rooftops of Tarnation. 641 more words

William Stafford

Inviting the quiet


My father could hear a little animal step,
or a moth in the dark against the screen,
and every far sound called the listening out… 161 more words


When You Leave You Turn and Wave...

Continuing with my project of unearthing old gems from the Dodge’s back issues, today I present you with a beautiful piece of poetry penned by the late  193 more words


Meanwhile at the Salon...

Nick turned the sign on the door around to ‘Closed’ and pushed the bolt home. Another busy day at the salon was over and the till was brimming with banknotes. 540 more words

William Stafford

I Don't Want To Write Good Poems

“I don’t want to write good poems. I want to write inevitable poems – to write the things I will write, given who I am.” – William Stafford.


Delivery After Dark

Just after sundown, the float left the depot and rattled through the town. Bottles shivered in crates as the driver negotiated speed bumps – how antiquated! 415 more words

William Stafford