by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered, The Word
My mom and dad had what most people would call a solid marriage. For more than 37 years, they were together until my father was taken from us by cancer in 2002. If that horrible monster hadn’t entered our lives, I believe my parents would still be committed to the...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered, The Word
On April 16, my fourth and latest novel was published by St. Martin’s Publishing Group/Minotaur Books. Nothing But The Bones was released into the wild and set up on shelves in bookstores across the country. It’s a story set in the 1990s about misfits and growing up...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered, The Word
As a casual observer of current events and someone who is rarely, if ever, swayed by the political climate outside, I have unintentionally begun to see a trend in the conversations I do take part in. Conversations about what it means to be a man, and the popular...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered, The Word
The other day, my 15-year-old middle daughter Ivy asked me if she could take guitar lessons over the summer. She doesn’t ask for much, so I agreed. It warmed my heart a little understanding that her grandfather was a formidable guitar player. Her uncle is also a...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich The independent bookstore. It evokes a certain kind of warm and comfortable feeling, does it not? Like a sunny day on Main Street, or in our case, on Broad Street. Or a hot cup of locally sourced coffee in an old school brown paper cup … maybe...
by Brian Panowich | Scattered and Covered
By Brian Panowich The past two years did a number on me. I mean a full-on Las Vegas size chorus line to my brain and trust me when I say that is no easy task. I’ve always thought of myself as a freight train under pressure. I take the bad and the worse and spin them...