I live outside Denver, Colorado. I moved here the first time after leaving the Army, where I’d been stationed at Fort Carson for several years. I liked Denver at the time, but it hadn’t grown so big then. It was a little city on the cusp of expanding.

From Denver I moved to the DC/VA/MD area to get a Masters in Physics. From about the moment I left I was trying to get back. I’d lived in NoVA before leaving for the Army, and that’s where the physics jobs are. The industry there is largely government driven. I’ve worked for the feds, for contractors contracting with the feds, and at various restaurants and stores where all our customers were fed civilians and contractors. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t home.

So I came back to Denver or more specifically Lakewood. The RTD (Metro) station near me has a line drawn under a bridge with Lakewood on one side and Denver on the other.

Most of my hobbies are transportation. I like to drive and ride motorcycles, ski, snowboard, and hike. The only thing I can’t do around here is swim outdoors. Maybe you can but I can’t, because I like to feel my toes.

What I’m trying to do next is develop a level of trust. I want to start doing things to find out if I enjoy them, and trust myself that if I don’t, it’s not because I partially-posteriored the issue. In writing that puts in me in three areas: writing things I want to read, writing things because I think I can learn something by trying, and writing things to get an idea down. Stories like Bloodharvest and Bedtime Stories were written because I enjoyed reading them. Fanfiction like the Nine was written because I wanted to set a relentless goal for myself to learn how to keep going in spite of problems. And entries to Sketches are just ideas I think someone else might like to read.

I’ve been involved in fanfiction for way too long, and love it and the communities it develops. I love the notion of fans making something with my toys. Virgil made the great epic of Rome. West Side Story is one of the great plays of Broadway. CS Lewis played in Homer’s sandbox, and I haven’t heard too many people call Milton a hack for Paradise Lost. Stories grow stale like food. Engagement keeps them fresh.

Email: matthew.miller@leibnizclockwork.com

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