Brits in the USA

When I heard Mark was dead it was hard not to think of the words of Auden. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the mo...

Over the last few weeks blog neglect has set in which I know is regrettable for those of you who hang on my every last word. I know where yo...

Next month I will have been in the United States for 10 years. It's an anniversary that chills me when I think about it because I didn...

The most palpable feeling at Hemingway's house in Key West is the drowsiness of the late afternoon caused by the thickness of the air an...

West Virginia is a good place to lose yourself and I wanted to lose myself as much as possible. There's a vastness to this unmanicured w...

I had a lot of exotic ideas about where I would take the kids on vacation this year but they never really panned out. The holiday funds were...

When I was recently editing some copy with the phrase "Scot-free" in it, I immediately started to wonder about the meaning of the ...

In my previous novel Red Savanna there were sex scenes but they were somewhat tame, hinting at carnal goings-on but not being overly graphi...

There is something about July that seems to turn people into total dickheads. I'm not sure if it's the humidity or the almost daily ...

The Confederate flag has always struck me as distasteful. I feel something unpleasant in my gut when I see it. It makes me think of rednecks...

Sharks are attacking kids off the beach, there's screaming and panic in the water and the Mayor said there wasn't time to get people...