Like most people, my world consists of varied facets. For purposes here, I am referencing my other world, one that is filled with writing—poems, short stories, essays, articles, even a parenting book, and more. I make that “other” distinction because most people know me as a software developer. Of course, I have been known to tell a joke here and there and close friends know that I write from time to time; but I am certainly not known as a writer.
In general, my writing was meant to be consumed by family and very close friends. For that reason most titles have never been published. At some point, access to some will be made available here. Following is a list of a few of my favorites.
NOTE: 11/22/2015: Growing! — Two short stories available, now only in StoryCard™ form. Click this link to see cards for both stories
——–“Prince, Poodle, Pooch, or Person?” Three StoryCard™ Set
———“Junetag Bravo Spit & Spin” One StoryCard™ Set
Drawbridge Strategy (an expose’)
Drawbridge Strategy Preempted (the other side has its own plan)
Faces Of Goodbye
—– Goodbye, Paradox Of Love
—– Goodbye—Don’t Go Surrogate
—– Unrequited Valediction Abridged
—– Unrequited Valediction Unabridged
—– If Only…Don’t Go
Eclectic Perceptions Of Yesterday
Lost Without My Shadow
Eagle VS Vulture, Dichotomous Birds Of Campus Play
The Other Side Of Disappointment
Prince, Poodle, Pooch, Or Person? (His act said, “Power To The Poodle” to two Doberman Pinschers). THIS IS A THREE StoryCard™ SET. Choose all three for the complete story.
Niki No No
Junetag Bravo Spit & Spin (Maiden voyage with our energy-efficient washer). THIS IS A ONE StoryCard™ SET.
Sedja and Jason (a tale that links the poems in “Faces Of Goodbye”)
Shoofly Pie, Springboard To Misadventures
The Blessing Of Nothing
On Breaking The Pacifier Habit
MISC (a book, various essays, a peek into my profile gallery)
Tya, The Ultimate Closer
Finya, Tya Unbridled
Sedja, The Innocent
Sedja, Behind The Masquerade
Parenting Postulates (A “parent do” not “child do” illustration describing some events and principles employed when rearing our two daughters. It was written to commemorate the joy of parenting.)