Novelist & Short Story Writer
A new writer friend in the Twitter-sphere posted something the other day that got my attention: No one has all four: sleep mental health a social life a finished manuscript My initial reply was: #truth. Then I rolled it over in my mind for a bit and said: “It could also be argued that having... Continue Reading →
When I was a young boy, I could spend hours looking at the sky, wrapt in awe, wonder suffusing me from head to toe; I never wanted to look away, especially on those clear cloudless nights when the heavens were so brilliant the stardust seemed to fall down and tickle my nose.One night, I took... Continue Reading →
I discovered my life’s great passion later than I would’ve liked, but I suppose it’s not so uncommon. Like many, I abandoned that creative child I once was, left him behind as I began to hang with the wrong crowd, and then chased things of little importance for more years than I’d like to recount.... Continue Reading →