by D. L. Koontz | Dec 11, 2014 | Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Significant Others, Trysts with Lists
November ushered us into Thanksgiving, a time when we rightly pondered our blessings as we stared at an overcooked Butterball turkey and tolerated our curmudgeonly Uncle Bob. Fortunately, gratitude isn’t limited to November, or to things or situations. It can...
by D. L. Koontz | Oct 22, 2014 | Journal, Pondering the Paranormal
After my son Matt, then a teenager, visited Savannah for the first time, I asked him to describe the city in one or two words. His immediate response: “Haunting.” I had to agree. Few places produce that looking-over-my-shoulder feeling that Savannah does. No surprise...
by D. L. Koontz | Aug 27, 2014 | Journal, Life of a Writer, Sense and Nonsense
Hi ya’ll. I’m writing to you from my somewhat-new home deep in the heart of Dixie. My house sell in the mid-Atlantic region is now behind me, and full Southernization is underway. “The South” — commonly referred to as the American South or Dixie — leans toward...
by D. L. Koontz | Aug 21, 2014 | Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Sense and Nonsense
Moving into a new home is a significant event, often marking both the culmination of one dream and the beginning of another. Knowing that the move may be a poignant moment for someone special, why not celebrate it with a thought, gift or ritual (or all three) that...
by D. L. Koontz | Aug 12, 2014 | Journal, Life of a Writer, Sense and Nonsense
I began my professional life as a journalist, before moving into public relations and working on the other side of the microphone and the camera. Through those early years, I developed a list of questions that I used to draw out the “human” side of my...
by D. L. Koontz | May 29, 2014 | Journal, Life Ever-Changing, Life of a Writer, Sense and Nonsense
A beta reader for Crossing into the Mystic suggested that I was showing my age by having my character Clay – a young, brave, dashing, handsome guy, of course – describe the Eagles’ Greatest Hits album as the best one ever produced. Clay shares this thought while...