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Poetic Musings

Thank you for taking this literary journey with me! Here I post personal thoughts on social issues, reflections about day-to-day living, and of course a healthy amount of stories inspired by the many games I’ve played over the years. I try to update several times a week, and genuinely appreciate the care and support of all who read these words, whether the post is fanciful or heartfelt.

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Friendly Perspectives

Friendly Perspectives

A fresh-faced and enthusiastic wizard, newly-possessed of his first spellbook and excited to go on an actual dungeon-delving adventure, introduced himself to the motley assemblage who would be his companions: "well-met! I'm Manfred Hoch; my friends call me 'Manny.'"...

Vexor

Vexor

Commander Ahlia ran her phantom fingers across the hull of her sentry drone, feeling its algorithms eagerly scan the asteroid belt for signs of pirate activity. She gave the mobile gun platform a virtual hug and encouraged it to stay vigilant. Most pilots were content...

A Piece of the Dream Americana

A Piece of the Dream Americana

Jewels wrinkled his nose as Acahya gingerly slid out of the ship’s medical pod. He gave her a shrug and gestured toward the mirror, suggesting she see for herself. Though modern medicine could do wonders—even for those with sensitive systems like the Aztec shaman who...

The Seeds of Revolution

The Seeds of Revolution

As the armored truck bounded down the narrow access road away from the food processing and refinery plant, explosions and gunfire echoed through the humid Peurto Rican evening behind them, the scattered cloud cover lit from beneath by reds and yellows. Marred by deep...

An Anxious Return

An Anxious Return

With coat collars turned up against the beating winter rain, four figures made their way through the evening suburban downtown, eyes alert to any potential dangers. None of their old contacts knew they were back in Seattle—and hopefully none of their enemies did...

Asking Questions of the Universe

Asking Questions of the Universe

Tonight I taught science to more than 300 attendees of a public open house at a local observatory. I say “taught science” because I used the topic of astronomy to talk to visitors of all ages about the larger driving force behind all of science: the search for...