Wandering Spirit

Out of a deep slumber the ringing awakened me. My mother’s unusually calm voice spoke on the other end. “Your father is gone,” she said. As ...

Time is elusive. Is it linear or not? Can one travel through it? We never seem to have enough of it. Once time is spent, is it gone forever?...

The revisions to the second book in my series of fantasy novels are so great that I might decide to split that book into three separate book...

As all of the 9/11 memorial programs start to air again on television, I’m reminded of those who have been lost and the brave souls who trie...

My heart races as I lay awake at night, suddenly tormented with anxiety about the direction my life is taking. Uncertainty is now my ally. W...

As the final preparations are being made for my trip to Colorado, I find myself thinking about all the things I’ll be leaving behind: my sis...

My quest for a job and a fresh start in Colorado has taken me to a number of places so far, and I sense that by the time it has been complet...

Surrounded by ocean to the north and to the west, near the edge of a cliff stands a stone circle – a sacred site, a sanctuary, a place where...

The inescapable hum of traffic from nearby freeways or city streets. Sales pitches, arguments, screams, car chases, battles, and other endle...