When a man in a forest thinks he is going forward in a straight line, in reality he is going in a circle, I did my best to go in a circle, hoping to go in a straight line.

Samuel Beckett, Molloy

Just another ordinary, unremarkable forty-something father-of-two, husband-to-an-ever-patient-loving-wife, student-of-creative-writing-and-literature striving for another shot at writing, learning, loving, and living. He likes absurdity and fish. And his dream is to get published some day, but before that happens, the other dream is to finish something worth publishing some day.