Doug Cordell
DOUG CORDELL is a writer now based in the Bay Area.
THE ACCIDENTAL COP
By Doug Cordell“It’s different than this building,” Hector said as I counted out the bills. “What do you mean?” He hesitated. “Less quiet.”
Down and Out in Hollywood
By Doug CordellI moved to Los Angeles on a bright November day last year, landing at the Burbank airport almost to the minute when the Writers’ Guild went out on strike. I had come out West planning to set myself up in a secluded bungalow in the sleepy hills of Echo Park or Silverlake.
“On the Trail in Oregon: Is the Party Over?”
By Doug CordellPolitics splits along interesting lines here on the upper left side of the country. In the Oregon race for governor, four candidates are looking to knock off the incumbent, a middle-of–the-road technocrat (need I say Democrat?) named Ted Kulongoski.
Alumni Week
By Doug CordellA friend of mine hooked me up with Dr. Groovy. I’d been plagued by a mild, but enduring fever and a persistent tingling feeling behind my left ear; the word encephalopathy was in the air that summer. I’d just moved back to New York and my old doctor had developed a sudden attitude about overdue payments, so I was grateful for the referral.
Victor and Me
By Doug CordellI truly liked Victor, thought he was the real deal—an edge character, for sure, but a seeker, which is a rare things these days. There were, however, increasingly unsettling aspects of living with him.
Notes from the Fun Factory
By Doug CordellI got a gig as a writer on a kids’ TV show. A playwright friend of mine hooked me up. I had never done much of that kind of work, but I figured it would be a good way to make some quick money, without taking too much time away from my novel.
