The book cover was ready at last. All three samples of it. The package my client, a bestselling self-published author, paid for covered two design samples, but my persistent indecision over…
When I abandoned my lone debate over serif or sans serif font for the book cover I was crafting to answer my front door, the last person I expected to encounter…
A man didn’t want to meet the woman who would become an important part of his life in a state of absolute, and utterly embarrassing, unawareness. But that was how my…
It all began the morning we found him at my backyard, sprawled on his back. He was dead. That last statement wasn’t accurate. In his unconscious state he had looked dead,…
