Irish Winters
I always wanted to be a writer. I've dabbled in poetry, short stories, and more daydreaming than most. I remember long Sunday afternoon drives with my parents where they would tell us eight kids to:
'Look out the window and see something!'
I've been looking out the window ever since....
In the great pines of the Pacific Northwest, I saw a woman with nowhere to run find refuge in the arms of a tender warrior who'd forgotten the man he once was...
In the hills of Wyoming, I saw a man broken by the high cost of war, rediscover himself in the eyes of a pretty girl...
And in the Dairy State, (yes Wisconsin), I saw two people overcome horrific obstacles on their way to happily-ever-after.
Life is short. Pick up a good book. Read. Write. Enjoy.
Look out the window and See something!
