Three New Short Stories

I've got some exciting new short stories out in the last few months! I'm especially fond of the short story titled The One Left in Pulphouse Fiction Magazine—and I confess this short story is just the...

Fighter and Fury

As many of you know, it’s been four years since I started treatment for late-stage neuro Lyme disease.  It’s now been nineteen years total that I’ve had...

Nature Is My Home

Nature is my home. I can leave the city behind in a heartbeat.  

Photography

I love photography. No, that’s not what I love. I love to speak through my eyes. I love to share with you what I see. There is something striking to be seen everywhere, even in the strangest places—and unless I am...

Pho!

I made Vietnamese Pho! (And those are my favorite socks in the photo, too. Okay, they are kinda my only socks, hence the favored designation.) A better and more descriptive update on my life is way overdue, but for now—THIS: I have healed enough of the brain...

Beeversary

It's my two year Beeversary. Two years ago I embarked on this journey to treat late stage chronic lyme disease with bee venom therapy's...

Strange Things

This past weekend I saw a plane disappear right out of the sky. I’m being totally serious—but I’ll get to that later. I took my son camping with friends. I set up our tent. Cooked him a hamburger over...

A Message To Myself From A Time Machine

Apitherapy: The use of products derived from honeybees as medicine; including bee venom, honey, propolis, pollen, and royal jelly. Bee Venom Therapy: The use of honeybee venom is an ancient therapy, going back into the mists of time to Egypt and Greece, and still...

Life Not Lyme

It’s not my disease. It's my LIFE. And I want it back—I want my life back from being taken hostage by stealth pathogens that might, or might not, have been engineered as bioweapons. Just saying. The book to read is written by Michael Christopher Carroll, titled Lab...

Bees

Through a whirlwind of events, in a handful of intense weeks, I have become a beekeeper. I did not consider being able to learn beekeeping until just suddenly about three weeks ago, I saw a photo of a top bar hive and I thought, that’s my hive. It was literally like...

The Day I Accidentally Thought I Was A Police Officer

Set the scene: It’s lunchtime on a zippy little summer’s day. I’m driving home from swinging kettle bells in the appropriate black spandex attire, kinda zoned out from trying to get my lymph system moving. And even more zoned out from Lyme disease in general and the...

Wondrous World

Walking on the beach in Lincoln City...so thankful to be alive. The world is wondrous through the tiny lens of an iPhone.