
Rendezvous
Death is not an end to hope, nor is birth the beginning of misery. Life, at all moments, continues the pain of ages past and harbors the…
Author, Maker, Mystery, and Stuff.
A collection of my short form writing over the years. Some of these may be cringy, but I was young(er) then.

Death is not an end to hope, nor is birth the beginning of misery. Life, at all moments, continues the pain of ages past and harbors the…
Knicker von Nickel had eleven reasons to be miserable and only one to be happy. The first reason mirrored the last. He was miserable…

There's a piece of string I play with every time you run away. You know this. It’s not a fancy string. White and tightly rolled, about five…

A short scene I wrote years go. I don't even remember the secret.

A short story about love, longing, loss, and pirates.

A snippet: Life is a dance, and missteps early on can make us wallflowers the rest of our lives.

Love, loneliness, and miscommunication.

You're lost in a world of pinwheels and shiny sparkly recycled plastic toys. Daydreaming, nightdreaming, napdreaming.

A snippet that inspired coffee sippers.

The cities speak, and the Conquerors respond.
Knicker von Nickel had eleven reasons to be miserable and only one to be happy. The first reason mirrored the last. He was miserable…

A short story about love, longing, loss, and pirates.

Imagination and longing can imprison us as effectively as any jail cell.