Goodbye Chet - T.M. Camp

This past week I conducted two sacred offices, both equally difficult in their own right. On Thursday, I was the foreman in a jury and delivered our verdict to the court. After nine days of witnesses, evidence, argument, and deliberations, we found the defendant guilty on all five counts. It […]

Life During Wartime

[Blogging pro-tip: If you wait long enough, your last post becomes relevant again. But regardless, I deserve a good scolding for sure.]   It’s been nearly a year since last I posted, and it hasn’t been particularly good one. In that time I’ve laid off staff, been laid off myself, […]


Summer Salt - T.M. Camp

Just a little something in the spirit of the season…   “Summer Salt” by T.M. Camp The aged oak trees line each side of the narrow dirt lane. The twisted boughs above me clutch at the flat, pale sky beyond. I walk beneath them without knowing where I came from […]

The Long Year

T.M. Camp - photo by Tracy Thomas

As I write this, the second wave of copies of The Red Boy are shipping out to people who have placed orders. After so long, it is be a relief to see this book going out into the world. For a project that was relatively easy to write and has […]


Well… things have a way of getting away from you, if you’re not careful. Meaning me, meaning this here website. I know it’s pretty common for people to post apologies for not posting very often. Lord knows I’ve done it once or twice in the past as well. Sorry about […]

Summer’s End

Summer's End

October. As long back as I can remember, I’ve always been a fan. There are lots of reasons why but, if I’m being honest, the biggest one is probably that October is when it’s fairly safe to assume that we’re done with all the hot weather and summer nonsense. October […]

Grandpa was…

My wife wrote this eulogy for her grandfather, Kensinger Jones. She read it at his memorial service last month. Since the service, people who knew and loved Ken have been asking for a copy (including me). I think it’s lovely. (I don’t have a photo of Keeley and Ken together, […]


I’ve talked about this before, but the latest surge in popularity for live video streaming apps like Periscope has reminded me of the digital clock I used to watch from my bedroom window late at night: …and when I was young, I’d look out my window at night. There was […]

Kensinger Jones

I first met Ken Jones on Thanksgiving Day in 2004. We hit it off. Not surprising, as we had a lot of things in common. Each of us had been lucky enough to fall into careers in Advertising. We both discovered a love of books and writing at an early […]

“When there is trap set up for you…”

It’s been a while since I posted some music — hell, it’s been a while since I posted anything, I know. This song has been with me for a few days now (my middle daughter is taking accordion lessons). I’d forgotten how much I like it. And there’s an Underworld […]