Banish me to a dark corner, chain me to a keyboard, and I will gladly be a word slave. I'd sit there all day, with only an occasional demand for a coffee break.
I'm a would-be (wanna be) author, middle aged, fairly repressed, but extremely BLESSED with an amazing wife and two brilliant boys.
For several years, I've been haunted by images of the starving, drug addicted, victimized teens of the streets. I write about them a lot.
Our Age is one of disheartening, nonstop motion. It becomes more challenging each day for one to find Space and stillness. There’s little point in complaining about this fact; we’ve each ourselves to blame. Have you tried recently to drive your car, for even a small distance, without […]
The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth. There was the taste, then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through a body, […]
If conservative outrage over what often appears to be a move of our society toward feminization holds merit, then the seaside town of Westport, Washington is certain to remain one of the few cities to maintain its staunch dedication to undaunted masculinity. You’ve seen the charming little Oceanside […]
I suppose we never outgrow our tendency to look up. I believe it’s a good thing. True, most of us look up to the wrong things, the wrong images, the wrong people. But looking up is a practice from which we never fully escape; it’s in our DNA. […]
I hardly ever share others’ posts. But this one…you’ll see. My Work with Starving Children in Guatemala: Please Read!.
Last night, I rode a bus; Billy Graham was the driver. I call it a bus, though it wasn’t truly a bus at all; rather, it was a standard four-door automobile – perhaps a Buick or a Crown Vic or something of the sort. But it felt mostly […]
There’s been a wandering in my flow recently, perhaps more of an arterial clog of the brain. The content is still floating about, my heart still capable of visualizing, but I feel stuck behind the wheel of a compact car in the midst of a demoralizing traffic jam. […]
I’ve delayed long enough in getting this post out. I’ve intended for well over a month to write a follow up to my brief, impassioned reaction to the audio publication of one of my stories recently. Read “Published!” Roughly a week after it aired, I was just recuperating […]
A repost of another fave from several years ago. I think we all as humans wonder if it is all worth it. Here’s to realizing it is. Wake up late because my alarm died. Make breakfast for two boys who don’t eat a thing. Later I’ll be hungry […]
In honor of Fathers Day, I am reposting one of my favorite Father themed writes. On this day, may we each remember the fatherless among us. Thankfully, none of us is truly fatherless in the end. “Mister Kedabal, you’re back!” the little boy shouts as I exit the […]
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