My book, “Surviving Hollywood North: Crew Confessions from an Insider,” is now on sale as a paperback (as well as an eBook) on Amazon.com. Please note…
Memoir
MS Anniversary – 20 years
In 1997 my diagnosis finally came – not as a shock – but as a confirmation.
4 Little Songs of Mine
Sometime back I shared with you the lyrics to a song I wrote in my songwriting heyday in the ’80s. It was called Time Goes. Later on I uploaded the actual sound file, which I explained was sung by a singer I hired at the time for a demo, because I didn’t like my own voice very much.
Book Progress Report #15
Things are moving really fast now, people! My book is being formatted as an eBook by Shane Simmons, best son-in-law and writer ever! I’ll have the ISBN shortly. And oh! The cover! Take a look!
Book Progress Report #14
Three-and-a-half months. That’s how long it’s been since my last report to you. How time flies! It especially flies in the “attempting-to-get-one’s-book-traditionally-published” world. My latest news is:
Book Progress Report #11
Hi all! As you will cleverly figure out, this is an update to my last update, which was Book Progress Report #10. If this seems like a never-ending process, that’s because it apparently is. (Insert eye-roll emoji here.)
Book Progress Report #10
Hi all! Just checking in to let you know what’s happening with the queries I sent out. I’ve received two polite rejections so far. I figure they’re a plus, since they didn’t specify: “…and don’t you EVER send us any more of your crappy so-called writing!”
Different
Montreal, 1955, a couple of weeks before Christmas: It was the first time I was aware of how different I was from my friends.
Band Practice
“ETIENNE, James Archie. Born May 23, 1917. Archie passed away peacefully on Thursday, April 27, 2006 at the age of eighty-eight…” So begins a simple, loving obituary for a good man.
Montreal – land of my birth…
Okay, this isn’t really going to be about the entire land of my birth. That would actually be Canada! No, I’m just going to share a few memories of our apartment at 5998 Park Avenue where I was brought home from the hospital at one week of age, and lived until the age of four, when we moved further west.
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 