I edit novels and evaluate submissions for Baen Books.
USAF veteran, once and former engineer, worker in wood and words.
Friend to the friendly, ambivalent to the unfriendly, enemy to few.
She said, "He said."
We said, "They said."
They said what they always said.
And no one saw that they were he, and she, and we.
She said, "He said."
We said, "They said."
They said what they always said.
And no one saw that they were he, and she, and we.
My throwing arm's exhausted from heaving all those stones
And the panes I shattered cut my feet to shreds
My yard is littered with rocks and shards and far too many bones
Of my neighbors maimed by glassy arrowheads
My throwing arm's exhausted from heaving all those stones
And the panes I shattered cut my feet to shreds
My yard is littered with rocks and shards and far too many bones
Of my neighbors maimed by glassy arrowheads
Didn't play, either; that made it kind of hard! 😜
Didn't play, either; that made it kind of hard! 😜
So much hatred everywhere
On my left and on my right
But I won't surrender to despair
Or give up in the fight
To support and do the good I can
Even if my good may not be great
And to try to be a better man
Without giving in to hate
So much hatred everywhere
On my left and on my right
But I won't surrender to despair
Or give up in the fight
To support and do the good I can
Even if my good may not be great
And to try to be a better man
Without giving in to hate