Category Archives: Blog Archive

  Someday, I’m gonna sit down, open my old files, and figure out how many book signings, library talks, book festivals, craft fairs, and book clubs I’ve attended over the twenty-five years I’ve been writing. In summary fashion, I can … Continue reading →

Every year, the Ski Hut in Duluth, a local ski and bike shop owned by the Neustel family, organizes a family oriented trip to Bozeman, Montana. My mom and stepdad have been going out there with their skiing friends for … Continue reading →

The past twelve months have been hard. Good friends lost battles with insidious diseases or were struck down in the prime of life through no fault of their own. Another close friend slipped further into dementia. Two family dogs passed … Continue reading →

It is indeed too damn nice. We’re stalking pheasants on the prairie outside Ashley, North Dakota and the sun is high, the air still, and the honking of geese, cranking of sandhills, and quacking of ducks in migration creates a … Continue reading →

Somewhere along the way, I got the crazy idea to sell Finnish historical fiction to Norwegians. Dumb idea. right? I mean, the Norsk don’t really give a shit about the countries to their east, especially Finland. And yet, after I … Continue reading →

It was supposed to be a reunion of sorts. When my eldest son Matt asked me to set up a fishing trip to the BWCA, the telephone call coming in the depths of winter but the trip scheduled for late … Continue reading →

We flew out of Duluth on a Tuesday morning. Earlier in his junior year, our 17-year-old son, Jack Bridger Munger had mulled over joining the military. He considered enlisting in the United States Marine Corps Reserve. Then, as he researched … Continue reading →

The Pacifica labored. The Crestliner, trailer, and 60hp Mercury behind the Chrysler slowed the old van to a tepid 60mph and reduced gas mileage to 17mpg. Nylon ropes securing my new fishing kayak to the roof sang as we sped … Continue reading →

It was 5:30am on a Saturday morning in June. I was up and working on my tenth book, a novel set in Ely about a Lesbian trial lawyer, a long-in-the tooth female sheriff, an environmental terrorist, and the deaths of … Continue reading →

Last year was the year of the great stone walleye deception. I’ll not bore you with the details. You can read about it in the archives (“A New Faith is Born!”). Suffice it to say, this year’s annual Octogenarian fishing … Continue reading →