During the spring of 1980, I graduated from college on a Thursday afternoon and landed in Manila three days later. I spent the summer working for a bank, where I made great friends and developed a lasting affection for the Philippines. The country is comprised of...
My name is Jack Legare. I live in a small, weather-beaten cape near the end of Dock Street in Hale Harbor, Rhode Island. The roof is new. But the weather shingles date back to the 1950s, and I bet half of them blow away the next time a hurricane comes storming up the...
MR. PRESIDENT Norb’s new eBook short. $1.99 Amazon | Barnes & Noble What happens when greed collides with blind ambition? In this short story, available exclusively as an eBook, Grove O’Rourke discovers how far powerful adversaries will go to push their...
I have a confession to make. I monitor the Internet for mentions of my name and reviews of my books. Google is fine. But I prefer Addictomatic because it pulls from a broader range of websites with a single click. At one time, I was indulging my new-author ego. Now, I...
I had never heard the word "doppelnamer" until I read Carrie Kirby's terrific article in today's SF Chronicle. Google's not only changing the way we live. It's changing the way we speak. Hint: "doppelnamer" is a condition, sort of,...
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.