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Lucas J. Draeger

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.

With Worlds Come Pain

You said ‘God is cruel’ the way a person who’s lived his whole life in Tahiti might say ‘Snow is cold’. You knew, but you didn’t understand.” Stephen King,  Desperation Days such as this exact pressure on a writer. There is pressure to write something poignant and profound, something […]

Blue Heron Day

      “Blue heron,” was the first thing he said, and he pointed to a patch of sky to my left. This he had to say twice, as his first attempt was cancelled out by the ear buds I wear whenever I attend this path –– this valiant […]

Untangling Knots

   In my teen years, I spent considerable time pondering the nature of knots. How is it, I wondered, that I can wrap up something like a string of Christmas lights in a perfect loop, stash it in a bin, and somehow, without the slightest manipulation of human […]

Kill Your Darlings

   Tuesday I was soaring high. In the morning, I had a conversation with myself in the car – if you’re a writer, you have a lot of conversations with yourself; there’s really no point in feeling embarrassed about it – after all, what is writing, if not […]

Have a Scary and Unsafe New Year

   I’m thinking of all the encouragements and admonishments people tend to hand out this time of year.  “Have a healthy New Year” “Have a prosperous New Year” “Have a safe and happy New Year” That last one, which happens to be the most commonly spoken, perplexes me. […]