Dear J’Mel How fortunate and blessed it is today to write to you. I am writing because I have a terrible situation. I am Prince Aweemaway of a country in a small place in Africa. The bad men hav

A couple of weeks ago I snapped my phone in half. It was bound to happen eventually — we live in an age where we are always tethered to some piece of expensive technology that isn’t necessarily design

I pretended to rake the front yard and tried my best to keep a straight face as they loaded up the Taurus wagon with their vacation essentials. They were almost finished moving in. Feeling as though I

Everyone in the room had had a reason to want Commodore Cusack dead. So far, they’d all been too clever or too lucky for Malone to single out one of them. His only chance was to gather them together a

A year ago this week I had a stroke. As soon as the doctors let me go home I wrote about it. I want to share that article with you again because, well, it was a pretty big deal and I really don’t thin

I’m sure it’s happened to you, too… An out-of-towner asks you the simple yet damning question “What is there to do in Birmingham?” You mention the Civil Rights Institute. You begrudgingly mentio

I watched Twilight “I’m writing a book about vampires.” “Sweet! Classic rules, right? Burn in the sun, can’t enter your home uninvited, cast no reflection… ” “No, I said VAMPIRES! Go where the