This morning I posted something on Facebook that I am eager to see response to. It is “irrefutable evidence” that time traveling is happening around us, and has been for some time. Obviously, I don’t truly believe in time travel and the photos and video that are shown are either digitally manipulated or innocent items … More The Lie That Tells the Truth
Barrel-chested, sunburned Herv Wallak roared out his laughter and pointed. Leef looked where he was pointing, knowing what he would see before he looked, and grinned. The familiar sight of green land over blue water jutted before them. Home. After three weeks at sea, Leef Undertree scarcely noticed the roll and rise of the fishing … More “Voyage of the Dionysus”
I admire artists whose work is larger than they are. What made me start thinking along these lines was thinking about Mount Rushmore. Shelly and I have been talking about doing another road trip sometime in the next few months, and we have never been to Mount Rushmore or to the Black Hills of South … More Larger Than Life
Left foot, right foot. Pause and listen. Left foot, right foot. Pause and listen. Mira had learned the pattern of safely traversing Helfang Forest from her father, and even though she had no fear of being attacked by a giant leechlion or a Barbary raptor—not this close to Brindlestar—she kept to the pattern she had … More “Brindlestar”
Dining on the 102nd floor of One World Trade Center might have been excuse enough for Rachel Katrachian. Or it might have been the fact that the event afforded the opportunity to eat food prepared by world-famous chef Montrose, who up to this point had never come to the United States. Or it maybe it … More “The Last Supper”
The church called Santa Maria de la Roseta had a long and illustrious history before that day, Henry Hudson was sure of that. There were indications among the rubble that it must have been there for several hundred years. In fact, Henry saw one plaque on a broken pillar with the Roman numerals for 1711. … More “Yo Me Rindo”
The full moon lit the waters of the Caribbean as I looked over the railing of the S.S. Champion. Behind me one could hear the noise of celebration—people laughing and shouting, dancing and singing—as we drew closer to the midnight hour. But I was still caught up in my serious, sad reverie. More than once … More “Jesús Saves”
Time is relative, Einstein tells us. It’s an artificial construct that we have created to remind us that we are finite, mortal. The universe doesn’t wear a wristwatch. And thankfully, I decided to stop wearing one the day I found out I had terminal cancer. That was some time ago—I no longer think in terms … More “My Own Personal Singularity”
I’ve never been convinced that a man should know the future. There’s something unnatural about it. Even the small peek at your own personal future that the Destiny chip provides always raised more questions than it answered. I’m glad my father died before all of this happened. He used to say, “Don’t borrow trouble from … More “Destiny, Inc.”
I have a lot of respect for Orson Scott Card. By linking his name with mine in the title, I am not presuming that my writing is the same caliber as his, at least not yet. But I admire him greatly because he has been able to do something that I am trying to do … More Orson Scott Card and Me
The Great Adventure 