find yourself a lover who will glue you to the floor

My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus. It's that kind of morning.

If it doesn't work out there will never be any doubt that the pleasure was worth all the pain.

Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi who could shake his hips and still be loved by rednecks, cops, and hippies.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

Instinct taught me 20 years ago to pace a song or a concert performance. That translates into pacing a story, pleasing a reading audience.

I hate to mention age, but I come from an era when we weren't consumed by technology and television. My mother insisted that her children read. To describe my scarce leisure time in today's terms, I always default to reading.