I wrote about baseball’s spring training season in The Story Plant blog a few weeks ago. In that piece, I pointed out that writers don’t...

I spent the best 15 years of my life coaching city rec league baseball teams that my three sons played on. All three eventually became...

I’m tired of “living for the weekend.” There was a time in my life when I’d fire up the car on Friday after a long work week and scream...

The audience settles. House lights dim. The curtain opens. The stage lights come up. On the stage, an opulent den. Big cushy leather...

So you’ve finally published your novel after two painstaking years of work, and you set off on the adventure into the unknown of being a...

The Parks Department in my nice little town in southern California trucks in snow from the nearby San Gabriel Mountains to Memorial Park...