Happy Birthday, Auntie Honey

Gladys Leona Borst Holden was born July 19, 1925 in Chicago, Illinois. When I was a little guy (2 or 3 years old), I couldn’t pronounce “Gladys,” which was my aunt’s name. I heard Mom (Gladys’s sister) calling her “Honey,” so I started calling her Auntie Honey. The...

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Book Review: THE NIGHT CIRCUS by Erin Morgenstern

To quote a famous sportscaster: “Oh, my!” This fascinating and delicious novel by Erin Morgenstern is a must-read for all lovers of tales that contain wonderful love stories (it has two!); tales of magic and magicians, circuses and carnivals, miracles and murder. It...

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Growing up in El Centro: 1961-63

The summer after our Sophomore year at CUHS was a big one for me. I was chosen to attend a summer Mathematics Program at Oregon State University in Corvallis with 60 students from all over the country. It was quite the experience being away from any family for an...

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Growing up in El Centro – High School

The Fall of 1959 saw the next big step: on to good ol’ Central Union High School and the Spartans. I can remember hearing stories from other kids about the terrible things that upperclassmen would perpetrate upon the new Freshmen, like putting the “newbies” head first...

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El Centro, the “post-elementary years”

When last we talked about my growing-up days in El Centro, I was enjoying 6th Grade with Mr. Blake at Margaret Hedrick Elementary. One memory I have is of the Duncan Yo-Yo Tournament that year. We all practiced and practiced our “Sleepers,” “Over The Falls,” and...

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A Family Project – Interview with Kristy

Just in case you may have missed it, the following is a reprint of an interview that my daughter and writing coach extraordinaire, Kristy (sexygrammar.com), conducted with me after my novel, Journey to Marseilles, was published. A FAMILY PROJECT: INTERVIEW WITH AUTHOR...

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“The Edge of Darkness” – Conclusion

Damon watched, fascinated, as the two forward lines glided toward each other. There was no sound until leathery claw met sharp horn and silver lance glanced off dull blackness of armor. The battle seemed strange to Damon, all the fighting taking place at the center of...

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The Edge of Darkness – Pt. 3

Damon felt as if his heart were about to leap from his chest, and he brought his right hand up to still its throbbing. To his surprise, he found a normal heartbeat. He thought it must be Mark’s heartbeat he felt, and he glanced at his brother. The expression on Mark’s...

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The Edge of Darkness – Part 2

Damon paid scant attention to the cemetery shadows as they raced past the graveyard. The friendly confines of Reding’s Mill welcomed the boys, and they slowed to a walk when they hit the first sidewalk. They looked at each other in that “twin way,” the brave smiles a...

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The Edge of Darkness – Pt. 1

Here's a little change of pace this week from my usual type of blog post. Let me know if you'd like to see more of this short story I've been working on for a while. THE EDGE OF DARKNESS “A graveyard wind,” Damon called the sudden breeze. “Cold and damp as a...

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