Monday, December 21, 2015

books on break

I've been reading these books during
my break from job. ANNIE SALEM
by Mac Wellman, and two new books
BEATLEBONE by Keven Barry and
SINATRA by James Kaplan.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

movie time

I just watched again Harry Langdon's great
1927 film THREE'S A CROWD. His story is filled
with so many perfect moments and beautifully framed
scenes. I still try to get my books to look like these
films of the silent comedians. In fact, the new novel
I'm writing now could be a Harry Langdon film.

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Calvon & Harry and Friends

My son drew this amazing picture
a few years ago. We make an
occasional comic book together.

ocean pond

I finished reading Neil Gaiman's book
LANE. I enjoyed it. It reminded me of
my sequel to ROOSEVELT, which Fred
and I have been working on getting published.
I've been very busy with too many things.
You can't just be a writer any more.

Saturday, December 5, 2015

movie time

I just saw Woody Allen's recent movie
It's great, reminds me of one of those
old Fred Astaire 1930s films.

3rd Floor

Here's a photo from Rob Millis
somewhere on his way to  India

Thursday, December 3, 2015

roethke zoo

I just found this book called
(who wrote 'North American Sequence')
and taught at University of Washington
was Robert Sund's poetry teacher.

robert sund in taos

I've been very busy lately, working on
a tribute book for Washington poet and
artist, Robert Sund. I've been rereading
his book, TAOS MOUNTAIN. 

Saturday, November 14, 2015

cloud inspiration

A few years back I read that Richard Brautigan
wrote an unpublished novel in 1955-56
called "The God of the Martians."
It's composed of short little chapters only
a couple sentences long each. And right away
I wanted to write a novel like that. I included
my little poem chapter novel in my new book
"Town in a Cloud." It's called "Air Travel."
It's about a rowboat that you can paddle
thru the sky, above the town.

new king

I just finished Stephen King's new book

I've also been working on a bunch of
GOOD DEED RAIN projects. Including a book
that's forthcoming which stars that same butterfly
on the cover of King's book. He scooped me!

Saturday, November 7, 2015


Reading Gil Scott-Heron's book

Saturday, October 31, 2015

proof copy arrived

I just got the proof copy of
It looks great! Happy Halloween!

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

town in a cloud

people built their town
inside of a cloud
living their lives
within it

Saturday, October 24, 2015

more Town in a Cloud

this is from the back cover of Town in a Cloud
available 11/11/15

Town in a Cloud

Another brand new book. This one is poetry,
written in three parts about the rainy season
in Bellingham, featuring a flying rowboat,
a talking fish, ghosts in a house, haiku and
the mothcatcher in the woods and more.
It will be available from soon.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

the ships

Another new Ohio inspiration:

the ships

Everyone in town was excited when
the ships arrived on the horizon.
From a distance they looked so small
like a pair of toys but they’ve been here
since winter and things have gone missing:
a sailboat, a footbridge, a row of maple trees
a gas station and a couple houses on Berlin Road.
Three or four cars disappear every few weeks
and a hundred feet of Mill Street.
It keeps getting worse as the ships
get lower in the water. There are white lines
painted on the bows, you can keep track.
It seems pretty clear they won’t leave
until they have what they came here for.

the smallest woman in town

While in Ohio this summer I took photos and
wrote a collection of poems I'm hoping to post
online soon. Here's one of them:

the smallest woman in town

He stood there and watched her.
There was nothing uncommon about him.
He wore a t-shirt and shorts and a dull expression.
Everything around him was built to his size.
He stared at her, you could tell there was
something he was dying to say to her.

another Sylvan Moore story


While she read exit numbers and destinations signs aloud, 
she remembered what she wanted to ask him. So he told 
his daughter there was a car driving somewhere out there 
on the roads of America that once tried to cut his arm off. 
He used to work in a Detroit car factory the size of a city. 
It had everything a city did, good and bad. There was even 
a black market where he bought her a ring. Inside there, 
through rows of machines and car shapes, and all the car 
making sounds, he had worked in the deepest part of the city 
turning metal into cars. He used to attach doors to the frames 
and the doors came to him hanging in a row from a track 
running the ceiling. It was dangerous work. There was a 
union hospital that was usually filled with wounded and 
his last job had been Vietnam. He showed his daughter 
the scar that ran his arm, where the sharp edge of a door 
caught him with its steel. But he told her it was also 
like Alice in Wonderland down there and she could have 
run miles and miles of tunnels and worlds down there 
before she could find him.