What’s better than the idiosyncrasies of small towns? Mary and I live in South County, Rhode Island. I don’t think you’ll find it on a map. The real name is Washington County, but around here everybody just calls it “South.” Maybe it’s the fact that I’m a...
Last Sunday I spoke at the Contemporary Theater in Wakefield, RI. My appearance was part of the Authors on Main series, one of the many local offerings that make South County a great place to live. Many thanks to everyone who joined me for the event.
Hi, All. Last month, I posted Part I of the Prologue to my novel in progress. Here’s Part II: Pell College had been transforming doe-eyed girls into proud, confident women ever since 1823. “Longer than Smith, Wellesley, and Mount Holyoke,” its rah-rah alumnae...
During business school, Gordie was always scribbling in a spiral-bound journal with the word, “Players,” inked in the upper right corner. He carried it around both years and jotted notes like a man possessed. Inside, he profiled classmates. Not all of us. Just the...
Mary: “Nobody says ‘pantyhose’ anymore.” Me: “Then what do they say?” So began my education into the differences between stockings, leggings, and tights. When Mary and I were walking though San Francisco recently, she pulled me...
The New York Times describes my novels as “money porn,” “a red-hot franchise,” and “glittery thrillers about fiscal malfeasance.” Through fiction I explore the dark side of money and the motivations of those who have it, want more, and will steamroll anybody who gets in their way.
The New York Times describes my novels as “money porn,” “a red-hot franchise,” and “glittery thrillers about fiscal malfeasance.” Through fiction I explore the dark side of money and the motivations of those who have it, want more, and will steamroll anybody who gets in their way.