Essays that take a different look at social, political and scientific landmarks in history.
Reading Time: 2 minutes If you’ve ever read Garp, you probably can understand why I found it fascinating. The main character is a writer and it’s about his life. Isn’t it? Continue reading The World According to … ,1979
Reading Time: 2 minutes That was new. I’ve heard it from time to time ever since. Call it instinct, inspiration, internal dialog, the voice of God, whatever. It has never steered me wrong. Continue reading A quiet voice inside, 1979
Reading Time: 2 minutes One of the things I’m learning from re-reading my journal entries from my first year as a freelancer is the value of a deadline. Any kind of deadline. Continue reading Long wait for a short story, 1979
Reading Time: 2 minutes A secret agent resigns from his service and awakens in The Village, a futuristic prison on a remote island. Everyone has a number instead of a name. Oh, yes, there’s also this strange salute: “Be seeing you.” Continue reading Be seeing you, 1979
Reading Time: < 1 minutes I still sing the song today:
Procrastination,
Pro-cras-tin-a-tion!
It’s making me late.
It’s making me la-a-a-ter… Continue reading Procrastination, pro-cras-tin-a-a-tion, 1979
Reading Time: 3 minutes Brian Clemens, Diana Rigg, Patrick MacNee, Sean Connery, even my friends Larry and Tex, are all gone now. Ars longa, vita brevis. Continue reading Transitions, 1979
Reading Time: 2 minutes One doesn’t often move from a job interview right into the broadcast booth, but that’s what my journal shows I did on this date 44 years ago: Continue reading On the air, 1979
Reading Time: 2 minutes For the hashtag generation, in those days # meant number and @ meant at, as in 5 pencils @ 10¢. Typewriters had them on the same key. How cozy! Continue reading Nothing to lose, 1979
Reading Time: < 1 minutes My assignment ‘crumped,’ but I still hadn’t learned my lesson. Tomorrow is not another day. Today is the most important day there is. Continue reading … except when it’s not, 1979
Reading Time: < 1 minutes Stringer rates mean writers pay their own expenses. I was less than enthusiastic about another long round trip for less pay than a bag boy would get. Continue reading Fifteen dollars is fifteen dollars … , 1979
