I do actually write.

But other things have drawn me far away from this habit, this outlet. At the moment, I am enjoying a short break from the daily rush, and am publishing a few stories. Most of these were written several years ago, been worked over and polished enough to be made public.

The newest one here, Man of Her Dreams, was conceived in 2014 or 2015, as near as I can remember. The farmhouse in the story belongs to a friend of mine and is the setting for another story, set in a much earlier time.

The house still is occupied, and the owner doesn’t necessarily agree with what fictional events I have plotted here. But… such is the danger of having a friend who is also an author. 😀

Without further explaination, I offer you “Man of her Dreams”.