A Pickled Smile If you were in a small part of Tennessee, in a particular supermarket, at a particular time last Saturday evening, you may have had the opportunity to watch a young man smile a rather goofy smile at a jar of pickles. I was that young man. The preface to such an oddity... Continue Reading →
Confessions of a People Watcher Issue #4: A Mass Hysteria
For someone who writes often, you wouldn't think it'd be difficult to think of something new to write about. The only challenge with Confessions of a People Watcher is that, with the exception of finding stories within theses events, I would like it to be based somewhat in reality. I'm a fiction writer by nature, and... Continue Reading →
