I searched high and low, contacting old friends, and going through old computer files until my wife finally found this little article I posted on the day our second little girl was born. In honor of today, her sixth birthday, I’m posting it anew on the...
I had every intention of continuing my story quickly, but I haven’t. My apologies for those who were paying attention (not that you’ll see this for a while, unless you’re REALLY dedicated). I’ve got lots of things going on right now —...
[This work is something I recently wrote for a small internet publication that didn’t get picked up, so I’m posting it here.] “I should be in charge. That self-righteous idiot who claims to know everything about ‘everything’ pulled a fast one on me, caught...
Chapter Three Realizing he would not win this tug of war, Frank attempted to let go. Try as he might, though, he could not free himself from the mop’s handle. He laughed at the absurdity of the situation as the wall pulled him closer and closer. Finally, he drew up...
To the few of you possibly reading my site. Some strangeness was going on for a few days but now seems to be fixed. So, if you tried to leave comments before and got an error message, you should be able to now. Thanks! K+
Chapter Two After a night filled with odd dreams, Frank blinked his eyes to the Sun’s rays as they burned away the remnants of his fitful sleep. Stretching arms and legs with the bright warmth caressing his back and sides, he sat up slowly, slid out of bed, shivered...
Following is the first chapter of a short story/novella I’ve been working on for a while. Any similarities to anyone living or deceased is purely coincidental. Let me know what you think of the beginnings of the tale. I’ve got a few more chapters written...
I didn’t write more soon. But I am writing more. I finished the book The Mouse and His Child by Russell Hoban. I loved it. Having been separated from that book for thirty years and having grown into a fairly well-educated adult and father, I can see so many...
Nearly thirty years ago – I’m not sure exactly when (either third or fourth grade, I think) – I found a book in my elementary school’s cafeteria/library during “library hour” and began to read it. I had never heard of it, but it looked somewhat promising. It was...
I remember hearing my first Amy Grant song, “Father’s Eyes”, when I was around nine years old. I loved her voice, but when I saw my first picture of her. Well, I fell in love, or whatever emotion a boy has for a girl (True, she was a few years older than I...
