Stephen Saul

Rookie (March 19,1958 / Kansas City, Kansas)

Biography of Stephen Saul

The year after the fall of Saigon saw me enlisted in the United States Army. For three years I served with the field artillery in West Germany. Later, after too many years in a college classroom, I took work as a newspaper reporter and editor. Some articles from that period found homes on the AP and UPI wire services.

While at the University of Kansas, I earned a BA in political science and minored in English and journalism. I had the pleasure, and good fortune, to study creative writing under the noted novelist, Carol Hebald. 'You do write well, ' she said. Those words continue to provide a wellspring of encouragement that has kept me writing poetry, short stories and now novels.

Serious creative writing began, under a hissing steam pipe, in a basement apartment in Brooklyn, New York. While penning verse longhand, I studied poetry under the renowned poet, Hugh Seidman, at the New School University in Greenwich Village.

Three volumes of poetry have been published under my name, and a volume of short stories. I am currently at work on the second novel in The Lou Palmer Crime Series, which is based in Washington, D.C. The stories feature a retired New York mobster, who owns the hottest nightclub in the District, and his gambler sidekick. I have playfully nicknamed the series: Casablanca with firepower. I promise outrageous conspiracies for the duo to unravel, fused with action, sex and intrigue.

Since leaving New York City in the mid-90s, I've enjoyed living in the Washington, D.C. suburb of Falls Church, Virginia.

Stephen Saul's Works:

The Evil That Men Do, EBooks by Design,2012 (A First Novel)
Stone Heart, PublishAmerica,2009.
the wind is a blind man tapping, PublishAmerica,2005.
Wanderings, The Edwin Mellen Press,2000.

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Stone Heart

stone heart
of the city
stars and
street lamps
warring
for night
eyes like
wildcats
screaming
street calls
drunken men
ghosts
like homeless
men
poets
painting
their souls
on crumbling
walls
mumbled nightmares
rising
from the neon
shadows
ache
of asphalt
and stone

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