by Rick | Jun 21, 2015 | Blog, The Cows of Hobson's Pond
Somewhere, some cow’s therapist knows everything there is to know about me. When I started writing my soon to be released novel, Voices on the Prairie, I took the advice of E.L. Doctorow who said that writing was like driving at night; you can only see as far as the...
by Rick | Jun 12, 2015 | Blog, The Cows of Hobson's Pond
It was not a good sign when my Mom volunteered to pack me a lunch when I threatened to run away from home. I found a hobo stick that was longer than I was tall that would serve as a multipurpose tool of sorts. One on end, I’d wrap up all my worldly possessions in a...
by Rick | May 21, 2015 | Blog, The Cows of Hobson's Pond
Like Jesus, I once walked on water. His reason was much more noble than mine since it was all about faith. Mine was based on pure, unadulterated terror; it was all about fear. I never understood why monsters only come out at night. I could reach under my bed anytime...
