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Welcome to my writing journey. It is a path filled with dead-ends and illusive dreams punctuated by the occasional success. This is a road littered with criticism and rejection that only the strong and determined (or perhaps the just plain stubborn) can endure. Kind of like life. In the midst of the many detours and potholes of this journey some also discover an invaluable treasure. Hopefully my fiction will take you on an adventure of mind and soul that will help you see realities just beyond your natural senses. A place where hope still lives. It is not an easy place to go but well worth the trip. Grab a cup coffee and hang around a while. When you finish, visit my blog where you can learn more about me, my friends and family, and most of all the One who makes this trip worthwhile. |
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Dangblastedjaps!” Uncle Pete slammed his cards down on the unyielding concrete steps beneath him and raised his half-empty can of Miller to his mouth. The fact that he could drink beer, retain a filterless Camel in the corner of his mouth, and curse all at the same time was enough to cause me to wonder why Ed Sullivan had yet to display my uncle’s talents for the whole world to see. “Dangblastedjaps!” As Uncle Pete repeated his mantra his eyes looked not so much at me as through me. I looked past his Continue Reading curse all at the same time was |
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