I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night.

I tried to contain myself... but I escaped!

Personal inspection at zero altitude. The stories come from my life - if not my own experiences, then about topics and subjects that interest me.

He could not play the game without hope; could not play the game without a dream. They had taken it all away from him now, they had turned away from him and there was nothing for him now...He was alone and there was nothing for him.

He had to keep thinking of them because if he forgot them and did not think of them they might forget about him. And he had to keep hoping.

This beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath.

I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night.