I spent almost forty years trying to find a label for myself. Am I writer or a programmer? A father or a son? Sooner or later, and occasionally repeatedly, I realized that while there are a lot of labels for myself, there isn't only a single one that defines me. I am many thing and proud of almost every one.
…large repository of useless knowledge.
Foremost, I'm a voracious learner of everything I can get my hands on. Of course, this means I end up being a large repository of useless knowledge, but it also makes me a jack-of-trades. I'm also a husband of one and a father of two.
I am a writer of mostly fiction, including stories and novels. Some of them have actually resulted in a published novel while I have various stories scattered among some small presses and publications. When I do write, I like to know more than the story on the page, so I also easily lose myself in world-building and exploration.
I'm also a coder. I create compliance software by day and random programs by night. I also managed to pull out a few games here and there, both on pen-and-paper and on the computer. Somewhere down the line, I got interested in typography, geology, and open source software.
On the twenty-sixth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about losing a child.
On one of the few nights where Desòchu had a break, he spent it with his friends getting drunk. He figured he could get home before anyone noticed. He was wrong.
For the twenty-fifth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about slavery and racism.
For the twenty-fourth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little spoiler for a novel I'm planning on writing.
Content Warning for Suicide and Murder For the twenty-third day of National Poetry Month, I have a poem about the horrors of growing up.
For the twenty-second day of National Poetry Month, I have a poem about steam engines.
For the first and twenty day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a poem about attuning oneself to rock.