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.
My apologies, dear WordPress folk, for the delay in posting this conclusion, and also for my scarcity as a blog follower. I’ve been adjusting to a new medication these past two weeks, and it’s worked some strangeness with my motivation and energy. Indeed, for a time, I wondered […]
I keep this art piece above the computer in my office at work, so I catch sight of it regularly throughout the day. My heart tends to race a bit every time I glance at it, and I’m not sure why. I love this picture. My oldest son […]
This post marks my 100th. That sounds climactic until you consider my first post on this blog is dated October 8th, 2009. Ok, before somebody nominates me for the “Lame, Apathetic Blogger Award”, I should mention that I largely ignored this blog until about eight months ago. Even […]
Working as the takeout specialist at a characteristically busy Olive Garden cannot be an easy job. I worked for several years as a valet driver at the Seatac airport, and it pushed me to sanity’s limits, smiling courteously at people who are at their worst because they’ve been […]
I’m sitting down to write this now because I want to. Certainly, that sounds like a mundane and obvious statement, but bear with me as I explain why I find this basic point noteworthy. These days, I find it exceedingly difficult to see the difference between what I […]
I just polished off the debut novel by blogging superstar, Carrie Rubin. It was out of my grand appreciation for Carrie and her humor blog that I chose to delve into “The Seneca Scourge” right off the heels of finishing Stephen King’s “The Stand”. How many novels about […]
Part 1 Part 2 By the time Rachel reached her destination, the snow and ice had stopped their onslaught. Perhaps the Earth had given up; perhaps Rachel had outlasted her, difficult as it is to grasp such a thing – that the swell of angst in the soul […]
The learning took days that turned to weeks, then months and years, but finally – today, when our world entire imploded and consumed itself in hot flame, this whole inexplicable scenario, of you and me and the unstoppable freight train we both awoke upon, riding to someplace we […]
Five miles outside Pueblo’s city limits, it began to snow – not the fluffy white stuff that makes a person think of cozy fireplaces and hot cocoa and Santa Claus, but an ugly sort that is something of a cross between snow and ice, such that it becomes […]
There’s no denying that this Christmas has been a battle for me. Nevertheless, I’ve done my best to allow the TRUTH of Christmas to shine through to me, despite how I may be feeling right now. The following is an account of God penetrating through the fog of […]
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