Speaking of which, a bit on the origin of Circle of Magic. Those middle-grade novels started off as paragraphs and pages that Debra and I wrote to each other before we were married while I was in the Navy; she in Philadelphia, me off in the Med on USS Savannah (AOR-4), she in grad school. Continue reading “Circle of Magic”
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In Which I Visit a Museum
And there see a submarine. Some years ago, for reasons that matter not to our story, I was driving around northern New Jersey when I saw something by the side of the road. “By golly,” I said, “that looks like a Holland submarine!” I pulled over and walked to it. It was! Holland boat #2,Continue reading “In Which I Visit a Museum”