Redneck Press with Fried Chicken and Coffee

Damn it. I had to find out he'd died through Face­book. Not that I wanted a direct line, but you hate to hear about death that way, a casual note from peo­ple who knew him per­son­ally, espe­cially when he loomed pretty large in your writ­ing life. Here's one remem­brance. As that linked remem­brance says, you […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…