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Ravikum and the Multiverse
Mishka Fet has an eye to the sky and sees a lone creature living on a floating fish scale swerving about in midair, dry, and hovering. The creature is Ravikum, who believes that the land he sees far down below him is really a giant fish swimming on the surface of a giant sea—so, our story is partially about how Mishka Fet is forever captured by the image of Ravikum, and our story is also about perception, and dreaming of fish —
Fish Bowl, a Poem of Love and Dirt
In this all-new illustrated short story, a bowl of fish fills in the void between half-full and half-empty; written with Seussian glee into realms only gestured at in previous writings; such as: "And then something went SQUISH! How that ‘squish’ made us flip! We looked! Then we saw it; we looked and we saw it step in with us! The upright walker! It stepped into the bowl with us, only to sink."
BoZa — Book of Zombie Apocalypse
Zombie fiction couched within Jewish philosophy, written in a lyric style with seven short pen and ink illustrated chapters of a man becoming a zombie; but, in doing so, eventually growing a life to dream with, as he is led walking with a herd of the remnant of humankind towards the end of one world and the surprise-beginning of another.
Chapter One: Black and White
Chapter Two: Herd Mentality
Chapter Three: Tunnel at Light's Begin
Chapter Four: Seeing the Sounds
Chapter Five: Hall of Mirroring
Chapter Six: The Paper Boy's Story
Chapter Seven: The Name
I've always been fascinated with the origin story and how our world has been partially shaped by many of these dreams of the ancients. Even parts of our most advanced science are still reflected in the so-called mythology of our universe, and vice versa. In this series of stories, I explore relationships between us and our origins, drawing from my studies and experience having thus far existed on Spaceship Earth.
Alternate Reality Stories
My path in life has gratefully taken me to many places. But, once I was old and experienced enough to write down some of the memories from these adventures, I found that my experiences had, swimming hazily through my dreams, taken on a life of their own. These stories are some of those memories.
I started writing when my kids were still young, wanting to read to them or their children writings from my own hand. I’m self-taught, and to improve I use my education and experience in technical and marketing writing, being a high school English teacher, and with postings made to: