1st generation Canadian-Hungarian
Father, Fly fisher, Chef, Reader, Leader, and working on writer.
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Is Our Fate Sealed? Is Destiny Real?
I know this guy. A very close friend. I’ve known him since he was a baby, really one could say we couldn’t be any closer.
Two Days. One Week
“Some of us have great stories, pretty stories that take place at lakes, with boats, and friends, and noodle salad. Just no one in this car.” - Melvin Udall ( As Good As It Gets)
Voices The Voice inside pushes, screams, prods, threatens and cries On the edge of darkness you teeter, dig your nails in or take the dive?
Why VOCAL is Dangerous.
Beware! There be monsters among us! You’ve decided to step out of your closet. You’ve made time to sit and write. Your good stories, your best adventures, and your laugh till you cry anecdotes.
Standing on the Edge of Losing Everything.
I’ve been reading a lot lately, from all of you and across a vast spectrum. Things I wouldn’t necessarily choose. Things like poetry and stories about depression, anxiety and struggle.
A Hell's Kitchen Catastrophe
We’ve all been lied to. There are stupid questions and stupid times to ask them. I found this out the way we tend to find irreparable missteps. By putting my foot in my mouth and boy did I ever shove it all the way down.
Dear Daughter, You’re eleven now, turning twelve in early summer. You are already too big, too smart and too strong. The days of needing me to hold your hand are passing by, soon you will be showing me the way. You are at sitting at the dusk of childhood stepping into the dawn of being a young woman.
Through Your Hands
“Hello Mama.” “Oh my son! So happy you called. What is the news?” “I want to write a story.” “You can tell good stories. You should write a good story”