Steven E. Wedel

Here I sit, back in Tulsa, peeling away my sunburn and dropping the flakes on the carpet of a La Quinta Inn across the street from the Conestoga hotel … where I waited too late to reserve a room, which is why I’m across the street. Man, it’s good to see these people again. Yeah,…

Oh man, where to begin? We just got home a couple of hours ago. We went to the last day of Rocklahoma on Sunday, the over to Eureka Springs, Arkansas, for a couple of days. That was after dropping off the three youngest kids in Enid on Saturday, the day after I got home from…

Ugh. Where to begin? I guess I’ll start with the good news. My roomie left after the first night. I don’t know why. Don’t care. I’m just glad he did. I’ve had the room to myself since he left. He’s still attending the workshop. I guess he’s making the two-hour drive here and home every…

Good Lord Almighty! The roomie showed up. He let himself into the hotel room at friggin’ 12:30 a.m. Okay, not a huge deal. I was still up, working on the new novella. We chat for a bit, he calls his wife and leaves the room to talk, comes back in and, while he’s talking to…

Man, wasn’t I just saying that a month or so back? Well, it’s out again. Today was the last day of summer school. I had what was left of both my regular class and the one I trade for in my room for most of the day because they wouldn’t stay in the other teacher’s…

One of my MySpace friends pointed me toward this. I love it.

No, this isn’t a blog about the Muslim barbarians trying to destroy civilization with their car bombs. Not really. Or, is it? Hmm … Did I mention that I’ll have a class of advanced placement kids this fall? It’s a reading enrichment class. Western Heights in on the block schedule, so each class is 85…