At this time of year I think about my dad, even more than I do at other times of year, which is a lot. Dad was born approximately 25 miles from our place in Prescott, WA, in the small town of Starbuck, December 24, 1924. He and his twin, Donald, were 3 months...

Choosing a fictional character is only the first step. To create someone believable, you need to know what makes them tick.

I once had the idea to write a story about someone based on the entries to their check register. That type of compact, personal record seemed a gold mine of information as to what someone feels is important, where they go, who they see. I didn’t use that idea when I...

Yoo-hoo, anybody out there? I’m posting this on Black Friday. If you’re out shopping, I hope you'll read this in time to consider my gift-giving advice. Our culture shifts ever more quickly and I believe it’s high time to dig in our collective heels and keep books-...

This Friday we’re traveling across the state to celebrate Margie Abraham’s ninetieth birthday. I’ve known Margie my whole life. Yup, she’s my mom. Margie Sullivan was born in Republic, WA, a small mining town near the Canadian border. When she was two or three her...

This week I read a Facebook post that set me thinking- -not about a turkey wrapped in bacon or what classic movie star I am most like, but something truly critical to the way we live in the 21st century. I’m talking about the singularity movement, the point where...