Effective June 12, 2020 Website Accessible Only to Patrons/Supporters
Patron/Supporter Updates & Notes
[09-July-20] In case there's an unintentional crossing of the streams and someone happens to go and try to read before I update the members section of the site: Supporters, I removed (from ISSUU) a few stories that had previously also been available to the public as free-to-read. I will place these stories in the Members section, tout suite. Please be patient, I have a list of To Dos. (Many. So many they're numbered. It's frightening. Not like the I am educating my own kids during the plague kind of frightening; more like the I am going into a sketchy drug house and meeting a new new dealer for the first time kind of scary.)
Be good. And remember: #ktaalGfsto
Be good. And remember: #ktaalGfsto
Obligatory Gibberish
eyeing the red ones
Writer. Fighter. Candlelighter. Simple & imperfect. A curious observer. An honest analytic. An explorer of life who paid his own way through university and graduated with honours who writes under pseudonyms. He composes rock guitar instrumentals the same way Dr. Frankenstein animates monsters: mulling around a basement laboratory. A former full-time member in the proverbial alphabet soup gang, who fire off business cards loaded with alphabetic-driven designations and appellations: CEO, CPA, CFO, MBA, ASA, CIO, CFA, etc. BANG! KA-POW! BOOM!
He enjoys kayaking, or what he calls a good paddle. If he enjoyed a different kind of paddle, and, who knows, he might, then his safe word for consensual amorous spankings could be expialidocious. (Commit that to memory, please.) He finds sailing exhilarating, although he has yet to master the art and science of wind + water. (He also cannot call himself—or anyone else, for that matter—a seaman while keeping a straight face.) He reads books and watches little television and is selective about the content he consumes regardless of medium. He appreciates questions more than answers, given the latter are often fleeting. He has voted since reaching majority age—without a perfect record of participation, admittedly. (And, tbh, 2020 doesn't look promising.)
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He enjoys kayaking, or what he calls a good paddle. If he enjoyed a different kind of paddle, and, who knows, he might, then his safe word for consensual amorous spankings could be expialidocious. (Commit that to memory, please.) He finds sailing exhilarating, although he has yet to master the art and science of wind + water. (He also cannot call himself—or anyone else, for that matter—a seaman while keeping a straight face.) He reads books and watches little television and is selective about the content he consumes regardless of medium. He appreciates questions more than answers, given the latter are often fleeting. He has voted since reaching majority age—without a perfect record of participation, admittedly. (And, tbh, 2020 doesn't look promising.)
To contact, click here.
I believe there's a subtle but important difference between pretending and make believe. I love being creative and engaging in make believe. I do not, however, pretend!