Writer, Thinker, Author
I was one of those kids that read everything! The signs we passed in the car, books given for birthdays, and even the TV Guide (we used to have those back in the day). I also started writing early on with poems to cute girls, essays for school that were a lot more than what was expected, and just about things that happened in my daily life.
As a young adult, I was even part of the poetry renaissance in Chicago as a regular performer at Spice’s Jazz Bar on Monday nights which included a fellow poet and friend, Theodore Witcher, writer/director of “love jones”. A movie that inspired current and future poets across the country. Eventually, the owners of Spice’s retired and closed shop and while others continued writing and performing, I was busy managing various businesses and not making any time to be creative.
For the last decade, I realized I missed that feeling of inspiration, of putting words on the page, and sharing them with a receptive audience. Before “The Baker’s Dozen”, my first fictional short story, I had never created characters from scratch and surprised myself at the wondrous feeling it gave me. I hope you enjoy this one and I aspire to have many more for you as well.
I think, therefore I am… I drink, therefore I am dealing… I regret, therefore I am dealing with… I persist, therefore I am dealing with it… I dream, therefore I am dealing it subconsciously… I wake, therefore I am dealing with it subconsciously successfully… I want, therefore I am dealing with it subconsciously successfully alone…
They all came in uniform…of sorts. Each person wearing the outfit that most reflected the role in life that they now play because at one time, they played for her. There were mostly basketball uniforms, both college and pro, a couple of military uniforms, the power suit of a corporate leader and the robes of […]
I dream whenever I close my eyes for any significant length of time. It never ceases to amaze me. I quantum leap into some random situation and just play along until something happens. Last night was no different. I’m in a small town. There aren’t very many tall buildings except for the insurance company, the […]