I don’t write for anyone but myself really. No, that’s not true. I wrote for myself for decades and it’s unsatisfying to never know if I’m a genius, or a fool.

You have to share to know. You need a fan. A few fans.

I don’t want to be famous.
I’ll be thrilled with a few good fans.

For years I wrote and hid my life. My sadness was unknown to many who knew me as the guy who brought the solutions. This is the behind the scenes story.

The stories from my alternate uniververse.