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It began with a poem about a pharaoh having his soul weighed in judgment against the Feather of Truth. If it was lighter, then the pharaoh would get to party on, if not, his soul would be eaten by Apophis the Terrible. Well, let’s just say it didn’t go as he had hoped. That was way back in 6th grade. I had just been to a Vincent Price-curated exhibit of Ramses II and a day later watched my mom decapitate a snake that was going to bite me.

Poetry stuck to me until I was in college. The summer before I began school, I had the most vivid dream of my life. The stories I watched unfold spanned lifetimes. It was only when I tried to put those words to the page that I began to write short and long fiction. This site is the nexus for my work. There will soon be sister sites that will focus on stories from the dream, stories that deal with the lost and found, and writings meant mainly for my sons.

You will find a lot of things on this site (eventually). So gather the blanket around you, grab a coffee, or squeeze between some fellow commuters, it’s time to disappear for a while. I’m happy to have the company.