Part One: Where I Whine About Writing About a year ago, maybe more, I fell into a hole with my writing and since then, I have been stalled and uninspired. This doesn’t mean I can’t write, it’s not the classic writer’s block you see played up for dramatic effect in movies — I’m still able …
I traveled to Arizona on assignment. My expenses, minus your typical out of pocket costs — snacks, fuel, that Negro Modelo I had with my enchiladas, the enchiladas etc. — were paid for by Arizona Tourism. It’s easy to get all snarky about how “This place is ruined by all the tourists.” There are crowds, …
Francisco hated living in Tucson, he hated driving to the strip mall every day over the endless tangled miles of asphalt and overpasses. He loved being in the shop, he loved the special decks of cards and rope boxes and the top hats that snapped open with an authoritative flick of the wrist. He loved …