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Originally Published August 30, 2026 Why I Love Bethany Beach BooksIf you read my last newsletter about jury duty, you know I tend to proselytize when it comes to my book. (Sorry, but it’s the only one I’ve got, and I may never write anything better.) (In my defense, it DID win a Kirkus Star.) You: He’s never going to shut up about that star, is he? Me: Not a chance. Anywho, I found myself on family vacation this week at Bethany Beach, Delaware, one of the most beautiful beaches on the East Coast. Lovely weather, fine sand, quaint shops, and minimal honky-tonk. Exactly what you would expect from a community that brands itself “The Quiet Resort”. My family loved it, and they immediately went to the beach. I went to the local bookstore, of course. (In my defense yet again, it’s only a stone’s throw from the beach.) |
A civil engineer and professor of risk management, I strive to reduce our failures and broaden our successes. In my sci-fi noir books, I investigate the potential for calamity, mitigated by the resolve of those brave enough to face it.
Originally Published September 27, 2026 A Subway Ride I’ve been riding the NYC subway my whole life; teaching at NYU, I still do. Like most New Yorkers, I’ve learned to expect the unexpected when riding the subway. My novel, Native Species, while set in Los Angeles, offers a very similar ride: You’ll travel both above and below ground, with many stops along the way. You’ll see some amazing sights. Some you’ll wish you hadn’t seen. You’ll meet a lot of characters. Many are warm, charming, and...
Originally Published September 11, 2026 Obviously, A Book Place This week, my best friend moved to Thailand. He has a lot of books. I mean, a LOT of books. He's there, but his books aren't, yet. What kind of place did he move into? Judge for yourself, but I know what it will look like soon: A book place. A Book Place, Soon! Not a library, it's my friend's apartment! And he has many more shelves! My kid is contemplating marriage. I mean, they bought a condo this year; can marriage be far off?...
Originally Published on August 7, 2026 A Jury of Readers A jury summons in your mailbox is about as welcome as a case of pink eye. But seeing as how the alternative is a justice system in which we have no say, maybe it's best not to complain too much. Besides, civic duty and all that. So when my summons came, I drove the 40 miles out to the county courts, hoping I wouldn't actually be called to be a trial juror. No such luck. I was Juror #12. I almost dodged it. Almost. If you've ever served...