Update. My novel The Robin Randle Stories, is with an editor. So I’m kind of stuck. That’s not really true, I am trying to get a new old house ready to move into. Our current home was built in 1941 but that’s not old enough anymore. Our new old house was built in 1919. Maybe as you get older you want everything around you to get even more older. I’m just saying.
Back to It
I’m getting back to all of this social media stuff. There are days I feel like throwing the iPhone in the trash and turning off the computer like, forever! I think it’s because of the amount of static or noise that finds its way into my email, Facebook and well, everything else.
Funny how things work. While looking for something completely unrelated I stumbled on the real Reding’s Mill Pool. This public pool was located just outside Joplin, MO in the tiny city of Reding’s Mill. It was a natural spring fed pool and a memorable place from my teen years.
Those of you keeping up with The Robin Randle Stories know this pool is the scene of a horrific event that keeps revisiting Robin in a more and more detailed and correct form. In the book the location of the pool is Mason, TX. I captured the map image and then found a woman who posted photos of the inside. Enjoy this bit of my past twisted into my imagination and ending up in the life of Robin.
And there we were
Had a wonderful weekend in Chicago with my wife Patti Shea. Made me think of this: “And there we were, in a kind of harmony; and the evening was so beautiful, that it made a pain in my heart, as when you cannot tell whether you are happy or sad; and I thought that if […]
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