The Life of A Writer

Dateline: Nashville, Tennessee

I am sitting in a friend's home, just outside Nashville, Tennessee. Sitting in a friend's home is a very and (if I were honest) highly dangerous thing for me to do. The last time I sat anywhere near a friend's home, I wound up in a homeless shelter (at their insistence). I also lost two of what I had considered to be more than twelve years worth of very good friends while I was about it! I was painfully, surprisingly, and more to the point, homelessly wrong about that. I tellya, the things we survive in this world, huh? Read More »