I have learned to live by many rules, some of them simple, and some not simple at all. One is that I concentrate my thoughts on matters I would be proud to put my voice to. Another is to consider[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Archive for Diaries
I had a rough time after I left the military. It wasn’t all wine and roses. The Peloran were off chasing the Shang across the galaxy and I…retired to enjoy the fruits of my long labors. I’d forgotten what it[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We all have times when something happens and we lose whatever makes us go on. We all have moments when we feel like giving up. Our inner fire is quenched. A good friend or sometimes a total stranger can step[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The War was hard to forget. For longer than I like to remember, I woke up screaming every night. I found help from a friend who wouldn’t give up on me, though. I learned from him that there is a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Many people see heroes as the Big Blue Boy Scout, the Big Red Cheese, or the Men in Blue, people who stop Bad Guys or Bad Things because they are stronger and better than everybody else. I don’t buy into[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve been to more worlds than most people can count. Every world has a different culture, a different way of dealing with internal problems. Every city has a police force different from every other. Some police departments believe in defending[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Most people don’t like people who tell them to do one thing and then do another. People don’t trust them, don’t want to be around them. The interesting thing I’ve found is that most people don’t like to be the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I met a girl. I’ve been here for an hour, looking for words, and that’s all I’ve got. I met a girl. She’s a good kisser. I don’t even know her name. I’m supposed to be screening candidates for a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I was born to be a fighter. It’s one of the little tradeoffs we make when we are born into war. I always wanted to be a starship though, to fly anywhere I wanted without a warship to take me[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I have seen stonemasons at work, repairing or constructing buildings. It is very interesting to watch them chiseling away at their stones, perhaps a hundred times on each one. After the hundred-and-first strike, the stone may be the right size[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…