May 12, 2025:
I will be participating in the PA Bards book release next Friday, May 23rd. I’ll be reading my poem “Machinery Parts,” and maybe some more if time permits. The event is being held at the Hampton Inn 150 Old Pond Road, Bridgeville, PA 15017 at 7:30pm. I hope to see you there.

December 2nd, 2024:
After a four year delay, The 49 Stalks, my haiku and haiga collection, is finally seeing the light of day. If you want something done, you just have to do it yourself. Available from Amazon on both Kindle and in paperback.
The 49 Stalks

July 18th, 2023:
The anthology Triangulation: Seven Day Weekend which contains my story “Let’s Talk About Closets” was released today. Get your copy from Amazon, or read it for free with Kindle Unlimited.

June 29th, 2021:
My story “Big Game” was selected as an honorable mention for the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future contest.

June 1st, 2021:
A lesson in self-doubt. A story I personally rejected because it didn’t follow proper form or narrative structure was published by Purple Wall Stories. Let this be a lesson: never doubt yourself, never give up on yourself, never think you’re not good enough.

May 13th, 2020:
The hardest thing I’ve dealt with during the quarantine is the fact that I’ll never sell my story “Plague Doctors.” In December, I completed a rather filthy construction job that required me to wear a respirator most of the day. In January, I wrote a story about two scientists wearing respirators, working in a diseased landscape. I thought it was a neat idea for a story to have well defined characters, yet heave their faces covered the entire time. I sent the story to the usual markets and was rejected. This is nothing new, every story I write is rejected at least a couple of times. This time, however, I received a note from one of the editors saying they liked the story, but were not going to publish it because it hit a little too close to the current situation. This was about a week or so before quarantine took full effect (March 13^th for us). Now, it’s been 2 months and I don’t think I’m going to convince any editors that this story was written before everyone strapped a mask to their face. I present it here for your enjoyment.

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