Every so often, a memory comes out of the blue and illuminates a bit of the past that I had thought gone forever. I have certain memories from my infancy. I remember my first birthday, and the toy blue rubber motorcycle cop that my Aunt Josie gave me. I have some indistinct memories of standing […]

Once again, the author is the last to know.But I am reliably informed that you can purchase an ebook of Implied Spaces at Baen’s online site.

Meet the latest member of our family. I don’t think his name is Nemo (though it might be). I’m calling him Nemo for the moment because I haven’t figured out what his real name is. I’m very bad at naming animals. Usually my friends do it, or Kathy. Maybe you will come up with the […]

In Implied Spaces, I wrote a completely gratuitous scene in which I, using Aristide as a mouthpiece, expressed my admiration for Edith Piaf. “Who could forget Piaf?” Aristide asks, with some incredulity.Not me, obviously.La Vie en Rose is a biopic about Piaf, and it’s not a cheerful film. It’s very long and it’s filled with […]