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.
It is my forty-third birthday today, and this year I am dedicating my annual birthday story, written from the POV of a character who shares the same birthday, to the man called Buffalo Dave. Buffalo Dave, wherever you are, this story won’t make you famous, but I hope […]
Our dreams have a way of regressing us, don’t they? In our waking hours, we can remain masters of our own domain (or so we like to think), but in our dreams we may become the lost child we all fear we are—the kid who forgot to wear […]
There aren’t enough Top Lists for this New Year, so I’ve decided to fill the void with a small list of my own. I’ll call my list “Top Things Luke Experienced This Year”, or TTLETY for short. (That acronym may be pronounced “Total Eddie”, for those averse to […]
“Well I’m saying that the Romans, raised by wolves, they see a guy turning water into wine, what do they do. They eat him. Cause there are no saints in the animal kingdom. Only breakfast and dinner.” – Lorne Malvo, Fargo “So God created human beings in his […]
“She’s a real sweetheart.” “So, are you the marketing girl?” “Have you seen what she’s wearing today?” “Wow, she’s put on some weight! Don’t you think she’s got a little extra junk in the trunk?” “You do not want to miss the after party. I hear she gets […]
It was after the Big Game when I began telling people, “Think I’ll take next season off.” The 2016 NFL season was hard on me, with all the ups and downs the Seahawks went through, capped by a championship game where I had very little rooting interest, but […]
In a time not long ago, in a land both strange and familiar, two brothers walked a path together. It was a path they used often, for it led to a stream where fish swam, and one of the brothers had devised an ingenious way of catching the […]
We lost one. A close one. We saw it coming, but sometimes, if a thing moves slowly enough, it still sneaks up on you. I learned this long ago, when I lost a father. Times like this bring a clarity––a clear eye to see there is a better way […]
A hammock is the best place to relax. This is what my wife told me when I opened her birthday present to me––a woven, technicolored hammock––complete with poles, since our tiny yard lacks the requisite pair of trees. At first, I laughed at the gift, but now that […]
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