Colorado native Edward Cozza is a fiction writer, speaker and humorist. He is a teller of human tales and enjoys public speaking with an audience who believes in taking the time to unplug, connect and being mindful of time spent with loved ones. He now...
“The first book started out as a short story and just got longer and longer,” explained Cozza. “So I decided it would be the first of a trilogy. But now that ‘Near Somewhere’ is done, I actually changed the inside cover to ‘Book Two of...
I usually write standing-up. Bad back, better view, I don’t know. I write at my bar, at my house. This is what that spot now looks like. There is new dust, on top of my old dust. By the time I finish this sentence, there...
My brother & I went walking, down the snowy, gravel roads of the town where my Grandparents lived. We were probably in grade school. (I don’t know what they call it now. Pre-pre-pre college maybe.) It was really cold, the snow packed pretty good. We...
We took a train trip the other day. Not a long one, a couple of hours. The thing about doing that, is that time seems to move slower. I, of course, am more than all right with time moving a bit slower. I cannot prove...
Every Saturday morning for close to 9 years I came to meet with him. He used to joke that the only excuse for not coming was lightning. “Bad Ice,” was not an acceptable excuse. Every Saturday, almost 9 years. It stopped being about the golf,...
We are here, in New York, for the final All Star Game at Yankee Stadium. That is the specific reason we are in New York. As important as that is, we can’t go right to The Stadium. We could only walk around outside, and that,...
It was not that difficult to to be in the nationwide, and for all I know, worldwide coffee shop chain as the only nonsoccer- mom. There were a couple of retired guys in there with me, so there was some camaraderie, though we did not...
The wind and rain gave the airplane the qualities of a theme park ride. There would be no last round of drinks before landing. The attendants were buckled-in like everyone else. Will had not been to Washington, D. C. in many years and this blustering...