: About Me

I am a North Dakotan, yes out here in the center of North America, as some say, the middle of nowhere. The rural flat lands are a good location for flying my ultralight aircraft though.

My interests include aviation, science, history, and of course, writing. I write science fiction stories, food for thought articles and poetry.

My accomplishments include building, and flying my ultralight plane, obtaining a U.S. patent on a fire alarm, and traveling to Germany and Austria by myself in 1988.

My education: B.A. in English with a minor in Comp. Sci. and a conc. in German. Also I took 15.8 hours of duel flight instruction before attempting to fly my plane.

As of 11 April, I've been married for 18.12 years. We own a house in a small town, one hour east of the geographical center of North America.

I was lucky to have a couple English teachers in high school who knew how to explain the concepts of grammar and writing. When I found writing fun, I found an outlet for my fantasies and brainstorms.

Teachers really do have an effect on one's life.

My passion is ...

Flying and writing

I know too much about ...

What's going on in the world

My parents always told me ...

Follow your conscience

My childhood ambition ...

Flying airplanes

My favorite memory ...

Too many to choose just one

Why I write ...

So I can think or fantasy without looking like a lazy daydreamer

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

Cosmology and physics books and articles, History and Science Channels

My first job ...

Lawn mowing

My best moment ...

Outside of my relationship, it might be successfully flying my plane that I built

My inspiration ...

Gazing at the stars and being amazed at how vast and wondrous the cosmos are

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Meeting an extraterrestrial

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A Secret From a Wheatfield As they trod along the loose gravel of the country back road, Bo looked over the tall wheat that waved in the breeze. The fields in this area were ripe for harvest, but Bo's dad and uncle weren't due to bring the swather or combine to this area for a week. "It seems like summer barely got here, and already school has to start," Bo's friend, Runey, remarked as he shaded his eyes and looked down the road. Bo looked ahead toward the bus stop over a mile down the gentle slope, dreading the thought of riding to town and sitting in a classroom for hours on a nice day. ...

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