About Mikey
The Earth rolls to rest it’s skin from the Sun. On one of those rotations, on the Dark Side, a Child was Born not of Woman. His Spirit and the Spirit of the Royal Prince commingled moments before parting. Mine came to me and his made it’s way to Prince Charles. We were meant to be born at the same time but Man interfered and I was early.
Born under the Sign of Scorpio I blossomed into a perfectly treacherous little boy. Not deliberately cruel, fearless, insatiably curious, naive, trusting, vengeful, and mystical. Teaching myself everything I can through the technique of “what happens when…”
Somehow, I always come out smelling like a Rose.
On a cruise...
I married my exact opposite … She is the only reason I am still alive. Our seven children and 16 grandchildren all have traits of both of us. We argue over which one of us contributed certain behaviors. It’s very fun to analyze. A good breeding program all around if I do say so myself.
My writings expose how I react emotionally and intellectually to the outside world. Considering I raised myself most of the time (single, working mom) I get the impression it’s not normal. You may have some voyeuristic curiosity to judge and comment.
Keep in mind that fiction and reality blend together. I don’t bother making a distinction and neither should you. Whatever is written is my reality at the moment and survives me for better or worse.
