Among many things I do, I write. I have always written in some fashion, and I will continue for my own sake. Maybe you will read something here and want to read more. Maybe I will just add an infinitesimal speck to the universe of words that fly around between us.

I do not think it matters. My primary goal is to scratch the itch. My secondary goal is to be a positive influence and an encouragement the same way that others have done for me.

I am here because I started reading at a very young age. We lived in a shack in the mountains of Washington state and Mom read to us by the light of kerosene lanterns. In a childhood without television, smartphones, and many other kinds of technology that I enjoy today, the ability to imagine was critical to shaping and forming my mind.

We read the Little House on the Prairie, and even though I have not read those books in decades the things that stuck to the inside of my skull are still there. I moved on to youth books like The Hardy Boys. I found science fiction and fantasy, fiction, non-fiction, rock-operas and more.

All of these wonders have been percolating and stewing inside me for a long time. So I will write and put some of it here.

I hope the experience is as enjoyable for you as it is for me.