WHAT SAVES ME IN THESE TROUBLED TIMES

A BEAUTIFUL WORLD…AND A VIOLENT, FEARFUL HUMAN RACE Here I am in this little Pueblo in Costa Rica, overlooking Lake Arenal. Book of Angels was just released, volume two in the Night Angels Chronicles, and I’m doing publicity. I have jumped into the infinity pool. Like Sera in the River Styx. The cries of the suffering rise to […]

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JUST BECAUSE I’M AN “ARTIST” I MUST BE FLIGHTY AND DISORGANIZED…EXCUSE ME, WHAT?

Writing in a café in Kranj, Slovenia Throughout my life the assumption has repeatedly been made that because I am an artist (include writer in that title), I must therefore be flighty, impractical, moody and disorganized. Oh, and most likely a drug addict and/or alcoholic, have loose morals and most definitely, my bedroom must be a mess. The list […]

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TRAINING DAY…EVERY DAY

Above left are two of my students. Photo on the right,  I am teaching my class at Tarzana Boxing. I love to train on my own. Right now, I’m at Lake Arenal in Costa Rica, writing for one month and I have trained every day. Thirty years ago when I was in the depths of despair I […]

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Rain on Me

So, on Martha’s Vineyard I ran in the mornings and experienced some pretty amazing thunderstorms along the way. Here, in the hills above Lake Arenal, I jump rope for twelve minutes, to start and by one minute into it, I am dripping sweat in this tropical paradise! I move on to a bunch of good […]

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WALK ABOUT

As of August 15th I am going “Walk About” as they say in Australia. I will be gone for at least two months. Life is an adventure. Live it to the fullest. Don’t get stuck, look up to the sky, be filled with curiosity, take an unexpected turn, see what awaits you. I will keep you […]

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Remembering

Instead of lying in bed beside a wonderful lover, or even just a warm body, by midnight of my 50th birthday I was standing in a dingy apartment, covered in someone else’s blood, and wondering what to do about it.

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