Encountering the elements of life...
Everything I learned for my father’s sake infuses my work.
On John Trudell, the blues, and falling through the hole in your soul.
We are almost dead, and it's time for our rebirth.
Old Coyote keeps us free of self-deception and represents God's struggle to shock us out of predictability.
Dancing with the ghost of things...
Of sorrow, grace, and a glorious debt.
The ecosystem of books and the art and craft of writing.
Sitting in with masters of the language
A tour of the writer's mind, distribution and a call to you, the reader...