Facts spark debate. But a story slips past your defenses and tells the truth straight to your heart. We know these tales are made up, so we let them in. Inside a story, you meet people who might inspire you, or challenge you, or change you. That’s why I write fiction.
Anthony Springer did the right thing only once. And it cost him everything.
Fleeing the fallout, he sets out on a vodka and despair fueled road trip. Eventually, he wanders into a random truck-stop bar and learns that somehow they’reexpecting him.
Pearl’s Bar and Grill is more than a roadside bar. It’s a sanctuary, a thin place where hospitality and the eternal meet. There, he finds the people who help him face his past and fight for what remains.
“Welcome to Pearl’s” is a rowdy story of found family, costly redemption, and beautiful mysteries where broken people find meaning after all is lost.
The idea for “Welcome to Pearl’s” arrived on a road trip in far West Texas. Out there the horizon stretches forever, music fills those empty miles, and the ordinary world begins to feel thin.
The novel lives where the sacred and the mundane share the same table. A roadside bar. A song on a playlist. Strangers who become family. At the center of the story stands Pearl, a woman with a mind of her own and a past of her own. Beside her works a mysterious partner, and together, with their crew, they hold secrets no one on the outside would expect.
The summer I turned 10, I turned a corner in our small-town library in West Texas and discovered novels. I read a novel every day that summer. Tom Swift. The Hardy Boys. Jules Verne.
After I tore through the novels in the kids’ section, my mom got me an adult library card. The shelves widened and never stopped. As I grew up, the stories grew with me. I met Jason Bourne, Elizabeth Bennet, Katniss Everdeen, and Lisbeth Salander. Stories carried me to Mars and Middle Earth, to London and Alaska, and out past the edges of anything I could imagine.
Stories showed me how people think and how the world works.
I also learned how stories work.
That skill led me into a career telling other people’s stories. Now, I’m telling my own.
My stories and characters aren’t real, but they tell you the truth.
I’m back living in Texas with my wife, Kris, two faithful dogs, and a couple of cats.
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This is a place to wander. Short stories, fragments, and reflections about the moments when everything shifts. Stay a while and see what connects. I’m glad you’re here.
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