The name is Ron, but you may address me by my Aristocratic title, "Lord Ronald the Mellifluous of Giggleswick under Table." I like to think of myself as being six feet tall, but I know I'm closer to five-eleven; Chocolate is life, and life is chocolate except when substituting a Grande Drip with room for cream; I write novels, screenplays and music; I record and I produce records (also known as CD's); At present I live in Las Vegas, Nevada with my first wife, Cheri. We have two kids whom we like quite a lot, most of the time. Two grandkids whom we like all the time. Shortly we will be moving home to San Diego. I am a proponent of sentence fragments and practice the abomination whenever possible so as to confound and frustrate greammer-freaks. Hearts In Atlantis may be the best book ever written and Casablanca is, without question the best screenplay ever written. Every good story should have a beginning, a middle and an ending, but not necessarily in that order. Where are my glasses?

My passion is ...

Writing/Performing

I know too much about ...

Loss

My parents always told me ...

You're going to be a great man some day

My childhood ambition ...

Musician

My favorite memory ...

The birth of my children

Why I write ...

I have something to say

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I am reading the Bible and listening to Sheryl Crow

My first job ...

Dishwasher

My best moment ...

The first time I saw my wife walking across the quad at our small university

My inspiration ...

Cheri

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A warm and playful yet insistent breeze stole through the open bedroom window carrying a hitchhiking scent that was at once familiar and foreign.

The digital display on my bedside clock read, 10:00 AM. I should have been up two hours ago, but lately all I seem to want to do is sleep, which is ironic because with sleep comes the dreams.

I really, really hate the dreams.

Tossing aside the high thread count sheets, purchased at great expense to please...her, I made my way to the double french doors that opened out onto a spacious veranda. I stood yawning at the railing whi...

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