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It could have gone (should have gone) much faster, been a cleaner process, but I’m a hired gun; I’m working in a team that is very unfamiliar with one another, and not every piece of our source material was ready–hell, some of it didn’t even exist! But, that’s why I was brought in; I know this stuff from the general to the most technical and I can teach it all, to anyone. This is going to sound terribly arrogant, but I am one of the very few people in the world who can do this type of work, on this scale, in this scope…on a world-wide stage.

The Conspiracy Brothers

The Conspiracy Brothers spoke in low tones so the air wouldn't overhear. They were disappointed. Disappointed by the current climate of things. It wasn't weather they whispered about, though the constant spring rain did bother the brother wearing flip-flops, it was...

Closer Than…

A quick "sketch" from a while back. I write a lot of these with no intention of turning them into anything larger. They may find their way into some finished piece...but who knows. I like them just the way they are, for now. Enjoy! Your breath tickles my neck. It...

Deep Thought

So, a guy walks into a bar and says to the bartender,

“The Universe wants a drink.”

The bartender looks at the man for a moment and asks,

“Okay. What does the Universe want?”

The man leans forward,

“You already know.”

Lure in review

Lure is submitted and in review, tomorrow it should be live. I'll post a link then. (I published the cover yesterday) This story isn't science fiction. The best way to describe it? Erotic horror. Definitely different than Mr. Rain and the Weathermen. Tags: lure,...

The recent past…in writing

Pessimistic Idealism

My dreams are woven from dark fabric; bound in smoke and fire – embellished with tears. Yet, to see such decoration our eyes need light. It is pointless to weave intricate patterns that cannot be seen. There can never be destruction without creation.

Pessimistic pondering must be balanced by Idealism, or the entire dream collapses into depthless nightmare.

So, yes. I am a man with Pessimistic Idealism driving my thoughts. Since nothing is mutually inclusive, these two clashing concepts work in balance to create some future vision. I think they birth Hope…and a fragile Faith.

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The Great Motorcycle Hunt of 2018

The Great Motorcycle Hunt of 2018 Spivey is now in the loving hands of my daughter. He was a faithful steed and I miss him. But I am very happy he is where he is.   Searching... This Spring I will get my next bike. Since I have a habit of researching the...

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Toxicity

Toxicity …is everywhere, and it’s seeping into life — both waking and sleeping. This is what I’m doing about it.

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Isolation

White Supremacists in the Full-Time RV community have forced me to deactivate my FaceBook account. Old friends are not really speaking to me right now. We have one car, so while Julie’s at work I’m land-bound.

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Remembering Ice and Cold

Remembering Ice and Cold

If I look at measures, I think in winters. Not moons, suns, stars or the ticks on a ruler or those of a clock. I recollect by the numb freeze of fingers and ears. Heavy feet in boots. The rhythmic puff clouds huffed out in blue-grey morning light.

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