“Whoa mule, whoa mule, we’re dirty but were dreaming. Whoa mule, whoa mule, we’ll both get there someday.” – Chris Robinson

I like to sit and stare at the trees in my backyard while reading, playing guitar, and tinkering with ideas for stories. I’m an engineer by day, writer by night, husband, father of 4, OEF Vet (6 years USAF active duty, CONUS and OCONUS), TN native, current MI resident. Hoping someone in our next election cycle can represent this speech


Short Fiction