Welcome to my offbeat world. Can I get you a cup of coffee? Fruit smoothie? Scone? Anything?
True story: once at a coffee shop a customer insisted those dry, triangular pastries were sconces. Nobody could convince her they were scones. Some people get ideas stuck and can’t let go.
I do my best to stay fluid in the sea of ideas, observing and considering how I, you and all of us got to where we are.
As a writer, I focus on the intersections of the seen and unseen, humorous and tragic, and logical and absurd.
Those intersections are where I’ve lived most of my life.