As 2023 draws to an inevitable close, I cannot help but marvel at the transition that it has represented. The most surprising thing is how much writing got to take place.  Even more so, the finishing of projects started 3 decades ago has been unimaginable to me.   I used to sit with my coffee in… Continue reading

 Well, it was sort of like that, for you Frampton fans.  I went to bed around 12:30 am and at 2:30 I was still awake.  I used all the methods I knew to fall into a good night’s sleep. My brain moves like a bullet train working out 5-10 different ideas at the same time.… Continue reading

*Author’s note:  The events of this story take place immediately following the events of the story, “The Longest Day” also published in this blog. Voices drifted through the darkness, it was now night time, but I could not tell what time. As my awareness rose I wanted to shut it out like a black curtain… Continue reading

 So it begins: The final edit and release of “The Day After” the story that immediately follows “The Longest Day” the story of the loss of my father when he was 50. The two stories were actually written four years apart, but the words of the second story burned inside of me until I had… Continue reading

The antagonist does not change.  Vulnerability is relative but uses the weakness that was always there.  Sooner or later the wild card arrives, Doris walks into the Bar where Leroy is playing cards and we all know what happens next. A recent visit from the current (you-know-what-19) has me thinking about leaving ourselves open to… Continue reading

 I love sushi, and when it comes to great food, I cannot be satisfied without attempting to master making it. The love, history, culture, art, and respect that goes into making sushi is what I feel, is the next natural step in my learning.   When it comes to Asian food, I am Asian.  In fact,… Continue reading

 It was a foggy night. The effects of it caused an almost neon tracing to the lights of New York. The suspension slammed hard in it’s interaction in the sin of the city’s roadways.  I was in my world where typically no one could hear my thoughts and I was used to that. How could… Continue reading

I perceive, and maybe hope that there is a great density behind a wall that I have barely put a scratch in the paint of.  In the timeline of my life, the great barrier that divides invincibility to when I knew vulnerability that has no measure, seems protected even from me seeing it, let alone… Continue reading

 Three hours of sleep is not what I intended on getting when I settled into bed at 11:30 last night. I was looking forward to regenerating after a marathon sushi-making session. Outside, as I drifted, a December wet heavy mix was falling from the sky, and of course, adding the not-so-welcome weight on tree limbs… Continue reading

 It was after a lifetime since she landed in her spaceship and carefully led us through the darkness of the days that I could not see from.  Although she had just landed, somehow, I felt that I always knew her. She could do wonderful things, she walked beside me on Bird St at 2 AM… Continue reading