This is a painting of the Celtic, the 75-foot fish tender I lived on with my mom, off and on (on most summers, off some winters) for five years when I was a kid. Some of you will remember the short story I wrote about that time called “The Gift” (click on the link to…
Alert! Alert! Author sighting, author sighting!!! Yes, I fly out tonight to Kansas City, going to Kansas City, Kansas City here I come (also the place everything’s up to date in). This is for the Kansas City Literary Festival, an all-day orgy of readers, writers and books. There are five stages featuring culinary presentations, kids’…
For those of you who have already read Prepared for Rage, you know “gators” is slang for interrogators, and that I’m referring to Bob and Mary in the Gitmo scenes. I was not, repeat not looking forward to writing those scenes. Not big with the torture, nope. I love Jack Bauer but I cringe and…
To my great astonishment, I have just been notified by the Alaska State Council on the Arts that Governor Sarah Palin has chosen me to receive a Governor’s Award for the Arts. I am to be named Artist of the Year on October 26, 2007, at an event in Fairbanks. I’m pretty flabbergasted right now,…
Don “Slim” Stabenow died at Providence Hospital in Anchorage on September 2, 1998. His wife, Jean, and his daughter, Dana, were by his side. Don was born in Murray, Idaho on March 17, 1927. He was a member of the Merchant Marine during World War II, and was wounded off Okinawa in 1945, always claiming…