by D. L. Koontz | May 14, 2015 | Civil War Tears, Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Sense and Nonsense
Here’s what happens when they do. My writing friend Tami arrived at the restaurant sporting a big smile and her trademark thick, wavy hair, and dropped into the seat opposite me saying, “I dreamed a whole book last night.” We squealed, as only writers would do who...
by D. L. Koontz | Apr 8, 2015 | Journal, Life of a Writer
The writer’s life can be an odd undertaking, generally waffling between moments of euphoria and despair, then back again in seconds. If my editor could edit my life the way she does my books, I think we’d both be happier. The euphoria comes when the words flow, the...
by D. L. Koontz | Apr 1, 2015 | Journal
“What!?” The conference group’s one-word exclamation chorused through the assembly room, startling others around us. You’d have thought I said I climbed Mt. Everest. Instead, what I said: “I drink around 70 ounces of water a day.” I sensed my new friends struggled...
by D. L. Koontz | Feb 13, 2015 | Journal, Significant Others
When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me that the word “love” is overused and thus diluted in its impact. What! How could that be? And, especially coming from a mother? I mean, there’s never enough love going around, right? With further prodding, I learned...
by D. L. Koontz | Dec 21, 2014 | Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Sense and Nonsense, Trysts with Lists, Uncategorized
Certain scents instantly transport me back in time. It’s probably best if I gloss over the scents that take me back to shoveling endless piles of manure on the family farm, and those associated with my college days and other periods of poor decision-making. But...
by D. L. Koontz | Dec 16, 2014 | Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Sense and Nonsense, Significant Others, Trysts with Lists
Christmas Traditions that Won’t Break the Bank or Zap Your Energy When my son was born years ago, I panicked when Christmas rolled around. I wanted to fill his life with traditions he would remember until he was an old man. So, I started taking stock. Turns...