At Cowboy and John’s, the new year resolutions are: 1. More lopin’, less mopin’. 2. More lit, less twit. 3. More César Millán, less carryin’ on.
At Cowboy and John’s, the new year resolutions are: 1. More lopin’, less mopin’. 2. More lit, less twit. 3. More César Millán, less carryin’ on.
This ship of state — this self-obsessed, rusting hulk of retired newspaperman — steadied the moment I felt the stillness of the coming autumn air. No pain this morning, only a sense of the gentle season ahead. I put out fresh water for scrub jays, finches, titmouses and Texas antelope squirrels, grateful that the rattlesnakes …
This really is about me and not my 19-month-old dog, but sometimes I think my self-knowledge might not be much deeper than his. I have been struggling lately with too much news and a lost appetite for fiction. You see, I grew up thinking I would be a fiction writer. But my newspaperman instincts …
Donald Trump is ruining my fiction-writing career. As if it had ever really gotten started. I retired two years ago to exchange my journalism credentials for a license “to make it all up.” Then came Trump. Every time I got cranked up on a great American short story, or got another personal essay out of …
I love newspapers and newspaper people. I’m pretty sure there’s no one I would rather work with, and I did so for 40 years. But I try to remember that it was not a sentimental business. “You’re only as good as your last story,” the old saying goes. And last stories often aren’t remembered a …
I dreamed a famous billionaire real estate developer appeared before the Santa Fe historical styles committee to seek approval of his proposed Torreón de Billy the Kid Hotel and Casino in an old neighborhood near the Roundhouse. The New York developer, who touted Hispanic influences on his Florida resort, wore a Billy the Kid-like hat. …
dream ranch 