I have achieved the American dream: One wife. One house. Two children. A dead-end soul sucking corporate job. My only legacy will be words. Writing on a deadline.  After more than sixty years on this earth, much of that time spent writing meaningless drivel for others, I am finally writing…

After the writing is complete. After the editing is finished. After the years of struggling to bring the story together. After a lifetime compelled. What is most important to a writer, Even more than money, Is to be acknowledged. To not be ignored. To not be lost to the world…

At sometime during the night she had migrated to his side of the bed.  She clutched what she still considered to be his pillow, although he had not slept on it, had not shared her bed, for more than a year.  It was as if the sheets still held his…