My house is full of writers. I am sitting in Couchland North; two others are in Couchland South. Writers are at my dining room table, in my music parlor and…
It’s more than halfway through February, and I have seven songs written. I need to do something today or risk being mad at myself. We’re in the Adirondacks for the…
I wrote my song! It took me all day, but it’s finished, or close to. It’s called “Dave Hayes the Weather Guy.” I know he’s Dave Hayes the Weather Nut,…