Not all which glitters is gold, not all unseen is gone . . .

As a colleague of mine has observed, these things take time. I changed jobs and my life took off.

However, while recently pondering a return to this pulpit my own sheet of digital papyrus, it was brought to my attention my musings were not without their admirers.

So, I am back. As they say, more to follow, but this is my staking out a claim to post once again.

HALO. CT. UW. DA. SICTA. Static line. MAROPS.

And more.

I ask your patience as I ply my amateur craft.

There are stories to tell, mysteries to explain, and people to honor. Living and metabolicly challenged.


In the meantime, peruse the writings of my brotheren and sistren in arms listed to the right. Some are still here, some have fallen along the way.

Some may see me posting and once again take up their quills in prose.

I shall return.

marcus