I was standing outside a store earlier today looking at a publication and I glanced past what I was reading to the sidewalk where there were several tiny ants running around in circles. I’m not sure the variety of the critters. I know they weren’t fire ants and they weren’t carpenter or black. They were what I’ve come in the past to know as “piss ants” or (more politely) sugar ants.

Anyway, they were running around staying close to the wall and I thought about stomping on a few of them and then I thought about the universe and life and began wondering. (I knew I was heading for trouble.) Sure enough I started thinking about the ants and everything else under the sun and beyond that was “alive” and puzzled over how it all is, or how it came to be, and what separates me from you and you and I from the ants. Is that a run on sentence? Probably. Probably broke every english rule or at least a fair number. But … rules. Who sets them? Are they of value? I suppose they bring order. So, yes, they are of value. Now, what of the ants and the rest of us. It is life. Is it not?

So, what is life? Animation in reality? Consciousness empowered to act? If we destroy an ant are we harming the universe? Are we harming ourselves? I don’t know. I really don’t. How could I. I would be arrogant and totally out of place if I said I did know or understand for that matter. Besides, at 2 AM I surely am not completely awake enough to be able to really be complete in my thoughts.

But I want to know! I want to understand what is it that takes a bunch of atoms and animates it and brings about thought such as I am having now and such as you are having while reading this. And, please don’t hand me the athiest BS that we just happened as I don’t buy it, not that I am into a religion but I am spiritual.

So, in the end, I looked at the ants with my foot raised above them and then I lowered it carefully to not crush any of them and walked away with so many unanswered questions. As I did I wondered if any of the ants had looked up at me and wondered about me.


This coming weekend Mixon Fruit Farm in Bradenton, FL will be the scene of a huge celebration with over 90 craft and food vendors. The Wallenda family will also be there and will do highwire acts.

I’ll be there as well with my books and will be signing and selling them.

They expect over 7,000 people!

Newspaper Interview

I was interviewed and photographed today by The East County Observer. The fellow who interviewed me had a lot of questions about not only my book The Pelman Murders but also about my two books of poetry. We met at a local restaurant that I frequent for coffee and just  because I like the people who work there: Bob Evans.

I’ve only been interviewed a few times and find each experience a bit different from the last. This was no different. He told me he was limited on space but the photo was important and he took 4 shots. It will be interesting to see what he writes. I hope I didn’t confuse him with all the information I gave him.

I would have liked to have had a chance to discuss the new book but it will take care of itself when the time comes.

Anyway, it was an experience. Next week the paper will come out.

Alright! Fine! Yes, I did it.

I have a book giveaway on . It’s a contest. I have no control. Goodreads picks the winners. They notify me. I sign the book. I put the book in the mail, and five people get a free copy of The Pelman Murders.

That’s it. Simple. Go to Goodreads and enter and you might get a free book. Plus, there are lots of other books there as well.

Thinking! Don’t tell anyone.

I’ve been thinking. That, sometimes, is dangerous. But, I’ve been thinking about life … now that is really dangerous. I’ve been wondering about who I am and who you are and why we are. As a friend once said to me years back when I came up with similar questions, “What for?”


“What for you wanna know?”

I thought for a moment and then said to myself, “He’s right. What for I wanna know?”