Author Lisa A. Kramer flew from Massachusetts to walk part of the Natchez Trace with me. She doesn’t know it, but her visit was a monumental jolt for my writing dream. It isn’t easy to get people to care about words.

Because words are everywhere.
Many words are free.
Her decision to visit convinced me to follow my dream. If I touched one person enough to fly across multiple states to meet me, surely I could convince the masses to read my books, right?Continue Reading

When Athens, Georgia’s Avid Bookshop invited me to appear in their stupendous Prince Avenue space, I barked,

“YESYESYESYESYESYES!”

Sure, I was excited about an invite to a prestigious indie bookstore. But I took the event to drag Dad back to the University of Georgia. I imagined us strolling through the UGA campus, him regaling me with stories of his college days.

“I want to see that Georgia-Missouri basketball game!”

“Really, Dad? I mean, it starts at noon, and we’re not driving over until Saturday, so—”Continue Reading