About kingmidget
About the name. I was the youngest of four. Until I got to kindergarten, I didn't have much to say. All I had to do to get what I wanted was to point, and a sibling, or loving parent, would fulfill my request. As a result, my father coined the nickname -- King Midget. At least that's the way the story goes.
I am a father, husband, friend, and lover, writer, runner, pizza maker, baker, and many other things. What I am not is my occupation. It is my job that pays the bills and provides for my family. But, it does not define me.
What do we hide As we walk down the street Wrapped in shirts and blouses Pants and skirts What do we hide Behind our laughing smiles When we grimace and frown Or just turn away What do we … Continue reading →
Over at my blog, I posted awhile back about how writing prompts can help a struggling writer. In that post I highlighted Eat. Create. Repeat. – Kira’s blog where she posts regular prompts that run the gamut from poetry prompts … Continue reading →
A few months ago, I was invited to contribute a short story to a collection that would revolve around the theme of utopia … as an antidote to the dystopian literature that seems so prevalent these days. I actually came … Continue reading →
To Osaka blows Wind waving the pampas grass Good-bye love, life fades To Osaka blows Swirling, shivering wind, snow Drying with summer Wind waving the pampas grass Two lovers lay, sun shines down Moments, hours, days Good-bye love, life fades … Continue reading →
Two hearts forming one Friendship, Love, Humanity Embrace each other Differences divide us One heart is it, all we have
A few years ago I decided to try writing a story entirely in dialogue. I can’t say I got entirely there, but it’s close. I added another wrinkle to the experiment. Every few hundred words, I picked a word from … Continue reading →
I made a decision today. Awhile back I had thought I would take this story into hibernation with the idea I’d finish it and go from there. But writing it continues to be like pulling teeth with a rusty pair … Continue reading →
