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Folks...I am a blessed man. In my years I have had many travels and accumulated many stories. I have lived in the mountains and spent many years along our great coastlines. The LORD has allowed me to witness sunrise over the seas and sunsets beneath blue forests. I've soaked in tall tales from weathered old... Continue Reading →
I am of the unwavering opinion that; "The strength of a person's back is proportionate to the depth of their character." Think about that a bit as you go through your day. THE TIN CUP CLAN.
" A plow rusts only when it is sitting still." Think on that for a second when your will to keep going seems to falter a bit.
EXCERPT: "The Mystery of the Leech Cemetery Witch" You know Mark; sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference tween stupid and hopeful. Heck, I don’t really know if there is a difference. But I do know this. They’s a lot of stupid people out there with hope. But there don’t seem to be a lot... Continue Reading →
The TIN CUP CLAN (Mystery of the Leech Cemetery Witch) has gone through countless edits, revisions, and rewrites, and is now in the Query-verse. Hopefully, an agent will see it for the wonderful and world-changing piece of timeless literature it is. ( I laughed while I wrote that). The second in the series: (The Search... Continue Reading →
One of my Pa's favorite sayings: Life is one hell of a thing to happen to somebody so always remember, Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional. Just think about that for a second. THE TIN CUP CLAN
A young fella came to visit the other night, odd and outspoken by any definition. He was rather insistent that I should allow him membership into The Tin Cup Clan. After careful consideration and more than a bit of pondering, I believe we have found the perfect spot for him. The person of Moby: he... Continue Reading →
"I don't build my characters, my characters introduce themselves to me at night. Some are my friends, others, not so much. But it is always on their terms, not mine." THE TIN CUP CLAN
My children spent the better part of their childhood listening to their ol' dad preaching, "never take the last of anything," I've gotten a few eye roles over the years, but I believe that simple bit of wisdom has taken root in one or two of them, as evidenced by the bread bag with one... Continue Reading →
This story is very special to me as I am honored to call one of our characters a very special friend. I had some difficulty writing this piece, and I believe once you read it and get to know them, you will come to understand those difficulties. Our first character was a young preacher, full... Continue Reading →
The Tin Cup Clan 