Andrew Rockman
Bio
I don't know that there is much I could say that wouldn't sound self-aggrandizing in a bio meant to steer you towards reading my work. I suppose, I should just thank you for offering your time and attention.
Stories (28/0)
Daily Reflections
01/06/2022 Overthinking Someone Else’s Politeness It is an absolute oddity when you take a question the wrong way. As is the point at which you realize you have done so. Someone asks you how you are doing? If you are at all like I am, the initial reaction, as well as the subsequent response can range from “I’m good thanks.” To “I’ve got this crick in my neck which is making me rethink whether or not our physical bodies are even real.” And several potentially weirder points in-between.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Humans
Forgotten Wings
Forgotten Wings There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Nor was there this new dry ecology on the floor between the great peaks that ring the Sage Mountain Caldera. Or the hard reset economy of a once floundering fishing village and the tenuous peace between the old industry and the new steel-glass houses. It’s hard to say which brought more change on its heels, the arrival of the dragons or the aftermath of their battles.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Fiction