My island’s annual music festival begins tonight ….

Hi, friends and readers:

I live on an island called Pass-a-Grille Beach on Florida’s Gulf Coast. We are west of St. Petersburg. And every year at this time our community association puts on a music festival with live performances, food trucks, wine and beer tents, and crafts vendors. The festival draws thousand of people to our island, and every year I volunteer to help set things up on Friday morning and afternoon.

This weekend is when this year’s festival takes place and I spent the better part of my day helping out. It’s always fun because I know most of the people who are doing the setup and we always have a lot of laughs.

I’m having a friend for dinner tonight, and after we dine I suppose we’ll visit the festival for a little while before he has to drive back home.


My novel, “Josef Jaeger” is re-published ….

Hi, friends and readers:

In 2009, Prizm Books published my novel, Josef Jaeger. The book was a major success. It won first place in the Young Adult Category in the 2009 international Rainbow Awards competition.

Sadly, Prizm Books closed its doors in December 2016, after being in business thirteen years. I was worried that Josef Jaeger would no longer be available to readers, but the Createspace publishing house agreed to re-publish Josef Jaeger with certain revisions and a new cover, which you can see at left.

Here’s the book’s blurb:

“Josef Jaeger turns thirteen when Adolf Hitler is appointed Germany’s new Chancellor. When his mother dies, Josef is sent to Munich to live with his uncle, Ernst Roehm, the openly-homosexual chief of the Nazi brown shirts. Josef thinks he’s found a father-figure in his uncle and a mentor in his uncle’s lover, streetwise Rudy, and when Roehm’s political connections land Josef a role in a propaganda movie, Josef’s sure he’s found the life he’s always wanted. But while living in Berlin during the film’s production, Josef falls in love with a Jewish boy, David, and Josef begins questioning his uncle’s beliefs. Complications arise when an old friend of his mother’s tells Josef that his mother was secretly murdered by the SS due to her political beliefs, possibly on Roehm’s order. Josef confides in his Hitler Youth leader, Max Klieg. Klieg admits he knows a few things, but he won’t share them with Josef till the boy proves himself worthy of a confidence. Conflicting beliefs war within Josef until he must decide where his true loyalties lie, and what he really believes in.”

The book is available from Amazon in both print and digital formats here:

I’m delighted that Josef Jaeger continues to be available to readers throughout the world.


My novel, “Tyler Buckspan” is re-published ….

Hi, friends and readers:

Four years ago Prizm Books published my novel titled Tyler Buckspan. The book was a hit, albeit controversial, and it placed second in the Young Adult division of the 2013 Rainbow Awards, an international competition. Here’s the blurb for the book:

Fifteen-year-old Tyler Buckspan lives with his mom and grandmother in 1960s Cassadaga, a Florida community where spiritual “mediums” ply their trade. The mediums—Tyler’s grandmother among them—read palms and tarot cards, conduct séances and speak with the dead.

Tyler’s a loner, a bookish boy with few interests, until his half-brother Devin, nineteen and a convicted arsonist, comes to live in Tyler’s home. For years, Tyler has ignored his attraction to other boys. But with Devin in the house, Tyler can’t deny his urges any longer. He falls hopelessly in love with his miscreant half-brother, and with the sport of basketball, once Devin teaches Tyler the finer points of the game.

In a time when love between men was forbidden, even criminalized, can Tyler find the love he needs from another boy? And is Devin a person to be trusted? Is he truly clairvoyant, or simply a con artist playing Tyler and others for fools? What does Devin really know about a local murder? And can Tyler trust his own psychic twinges?

Here’s what one critic said about Tyler Buckspan: 

“I don’t think I’ve ever compared a book with two of my most treasured past reads, but Tyler Buckspan recalls the feelings aroused in me by Stephen King’s novella, The Body, better known to most of you as the film Stand By Me. More particularly, however, I would actually hold this lengthy novella to the standard set by Harper Lee in her masterpiece, To Kill A Mockingbird.

“Now, before everyone gets all het up and accuses me of criminal hyperbole, I’m not saying this book has the poetry of language possessed by Miss Lee’s novel. What I’m saying is that the mood of time and place, conveyed through the reminiscences of Scout Finch looking back on a pivotal time in her life and on the people who affected the life-changing events she recounts, is repeated here. Likewise, the camaraderie between young men coming of age that is addressed by King in The Body is found, in spades, in this sweet and heartfelt story.”

Prizm Books closed its doors at the end of 2016, and I was afraid Tyler Buckspan would go out of print, but thankfully Ninestar Press, a high-quality house, has agreed to re-publish my novel. It has been re-edited and reads better than ever. Here’s a buy link to Ninestar if you are interested:


My weekend visit to Tallahassee. Ah-h-h, sweet memories ….

FSU gateHi, friends and readers:

I attended the Florida State University College of Law during the years 1974-77. I loved my time in Tallahassee, where I went through some pretty big changes. So many good things happened to me during those years, and I made many wonderful friends, some of whom I still stay in touch with.

Last weekend I helped my partner move to Tallahassee, where he’s doing a four-month internship. It was the first time I’d spent more than one night in Tallahassee since I graduated, back in 1977. I was there three nights and days, and what a great time I had. The city is so beautiful, with all it’s towering oak trees festooned with Spanish moss. We visited my old home on Pepper Drive (It’s still a real dump.), the FSU track on campus where I used to train for distance races, the law school, and the forest on Miccosukee Road where we ran two miles on a gravel trail.

Becoming Andy Hunsinger final front cover smallerA few years ago my novel titled Becoming Andy Hunsinger was published. It takes place in Tallahassee in the mid-1970s, and while the book is not autobiographical, it does incorporate many places and events that took place in Tallahassee while I was there. Here’s the book’s blurb:

“It’s 1976, and Anita Bryant’s homophobic ‘Save Our Children’ crusade rages through Florida. When Andy Hunsinger, a closeted gay college student, joins in a demonstration protesting Bryant’s appearance in Tallahassee, his straight boy image is shattered when he’s ‘outed’ by a TV news reporter. In the months following, Andy discovers just what it means to be openly gay in a society that condemns love between two men. Can Andy’s friendship with Travis, a devout Christian who’s fighting his own sexual urges, develop into something deeper?”

Of course Tallahassee has changed a lot since I lived there–it’s grown in size and population–but is still the same city I came to love forty years ago. People there are so friendly and gracious, something I noticed as soon as we arrived. I feel lucky to have been a part of the FSU community and the Tallahassee community as well.


A visit to Lambeau Field for a Packers game ….

lambeau-fieldHi, friends and readers:

My partner Greg is a Wisconsin native and a rabid Green Bay Packers fan. His family owns the rights to six season tickets to Packers home games. We spent this holiday season with Greg’s family, up in Door County, WI, a beautiful peninsula bounded on one side by Green Bay (the body of water) and on the other by Lake Michigan. Yes, it was cold, but oh so beautiful as well. Snow glistened on evergreens, the sun shone most every day, and things were quiet and peaceful.

On Christmas Eve, we attended a Packers game at Lambeau Field, which was a real treat. We tailgated beforehand, grilling brats over charcoal and drinking Miller Lite beer from frosty cans. There is such a sense of tradition at these games, and people were totally stoked for this one. The Packers defeated their arch-rival, the Minnesota Vikings. Our seats were excellent, very close to the field, at about the 35-yard line. What fun!

Anyway, in the photo I have posted, that’s me on the right, Greg on the left, and Greg’s brother Mike in the center. I will never forget this visit to Lambeau Field.


City Lights Bookstore, an American literary treasure ….

city-lights-bookstoreHi, friends and readers:

When I was in law school a roommate lent me a short fiction anthology written by Charles Bukowski and published by City Lights Bookstore. I liked the book so much I bought my own copy, which I still own.

City Lights is located in  the North Beach section of downtown San Francisco. It has been in operation since the 1950’s, when Beat Generation poets made it one of their unofficial headquarters. The store has a wonderful selection of books on multiple levels. Two years ago, my partner and I visited San Francisco, and I made a point of visiting City Lights to buy a few books, including an anthology of short stories written by Ry Cooder, who is also a wonderful guitar player and composer.

If you ever visit San Francisco, take the time  to visit City Lights, and help support it by purchasing a book or two. You won’t regret it.


My novel, “The House on Fremont Drive”, is a Finalist in the 2016 Rainbow Awards ….

rainbow-award-finalistHi, friends and readers:

Every year the Rainbow Awards competition takes place. It’s an international contest involving several hundred LGBTQ-oriented books. Each entry is reviewed by a panel of judges.

I am pleased to announce that my novel, The House on Fremont Drive, is a finalist in this year’s competition in the Contemporary Gerneral Fiction category:

The House on Fremont Drive final cover smallerHere’s what one Rainbow Awards judge said about  my book:

“I wasn’t sure if it was an Young Adult novel or not, because most of the main characters are teens. But the themes, plot development, and ideas inside the book is all pretty adult stuff. In fact, it’s an intriguing mixture of’ characters and genres, from the paranormal tale to the Svengali-manipulation story and also a pretty sturdy YA romance, but in the end it all coheres and tells a pretty good story with a satisfying ending.”

I’ve never written a book like The House on Fremont Drive before, as it delves into several worlds I don’t normally write about: the occult, cross-country distance running, spousal and child abuse, psychological depression, and erotic asphyxiation. (Whew ….) It’s a big book, but I think it hangs together pretty well, and I’m glad I wrote it.


Fall fishing on the Chassahowitzka River. What could be better?

jere-redfishHi, friends and readers:

One of my favorite places on Earth is my fishing camp on the Chassahowitzka River, about eighty miles north of St. Petersburg. The camp sits on an island in the Chassahowitzka National Wildlife Refuge, right where the river empties into the Gulf of Mexico. It’s a remote location that can only be reached by boat. We have a gasoline generator, solar power, and a gravity water system.

In recent years, the fishing up there has steadily improved, due to better fisheries management by the State of Florida.

Back in early September, Tropical Storm Hermine blew past the river, sending an eight-foot storm surge all the way up the river, to the marina where we kept our boat. The surge sank the boat, but thankfully it was insured. After weeks of searching, I found a good boat suitable for the river, and this past Friday my partner Greg and I trailered the new boat up to the river. We went fishing for about an hour, in a creek north of the river, where I caught this beautiful redfish on a live shrimp.

love the Chassahowitzka …. 🙂


My new novel, “Dodging a Pearl”, is released ….

dodging-a-pearl-cover-smallerHi, friends and readers:

Today’s a big day for me. Createspace Publishing has just released my latest novel, Dodging a Pearl. Here’s the blurb for the book:

“Brad Schroeder is a trial lawyer with a taste for cocaine and prostitutes. An arrest costs Brad his marriage, his job, and his Winter Park address. Now, he’s starting a law practice in working class Cocoa Beach, attending NA meetings, and trying to raise his HIV-positive son. Can Brad beat his addictions and rebuild his life? Can Angela Stabile, a fellow addict and divorce lawyer, help Brad regain his confidence? Facing a devious adversary, will Brad prevail in a lawsuit he has filed on his son’s behalf? Most importantly, can he redeem himself in his doubting son’s eyes?”

This is a large book; it’s five hundred pages in length and unlike anything I have written before. The story takes place in both Orlando and in Brevard County, Florida. It deals with many issues: drug addiction, psychological angst, the HIV epidemic that spread through the U.S. hemophilia community in the 1980s, the benefits of psychotherapy, and the relationships between fathers and their sons.

I’ve very proud of this book. In the 1990s, when I still practiced law, I represented many families of boys with hemophilia who were infected with HIV via factor VIII concentrate, a product used to stop bleeds. And a good portion of this book is devoted to the litigation I pursued against the drug companies who made factor VIII concentrate.

If you are interested in buying Dodging a Pearl, click on the cover in the sidebar to the left and it will take you to the book’s listing on Amazon.



Old friends are treasures. Me and my German pal, Moritz ….

hamburg #2Hi, friends and readers:

This summer I spent time in Hamburg, Germany. I stayed with my friend Moritz and his girlfriend Melli. The photo to the left was taken at an open air beer garden on the Elbe River. I can’t tell you how good it felt to see Moritz again; it had been at  least three years since I last saw him in South Beach, when he was en route back to Germany from South America.

Back in 1998, Moritz came to live with me for an entire school year, as an exchange student. Of course we didn’t know each other at all when he arrived, but we quickly became the best of friends, and have remained so ever since. Moritz was only sixteen then, but very grown up for his age. He was also an excellent student and a  good soccer player.

I took Moritz to my fishing camp often; he loved it there. I took him to a Florida Gators football game, and also took him surfing on Florida’s East Coast; his first time trying the sport. I took him to the Grand Canyon to ride the mules down Bright Angel Trail. I got to know all his friends from the Florida high school he was attending; they were all good kids. The year went by really fast, and I was so sad to see him return to Germany when summer came.

Old friends like Moritz are a treasure, and it’s terribly important to stay in touch with them. I’m sure glad I went to Hamburg this year.