Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #13 April 2015 - Page 38

Janet winked. “Your loss, lover. It’s a deal.” We kissed, and I drove home. I was certain then that we would always be a part of each other’s lives. There really was no one on Earth I loved more than Janet. But my universe was larger than a single planet. I suspected that Aimee was right, too. If Janet and I were not lovers by now, we probably never would be. My thoughts kept wandering back to the faceless X-wing pilot who still haunted my dreams. I wondered if I might someday see her again, and at least learn her name. Yes, I thought. Somehow, I knew I would see her again. She was going to be someone very special to me. I didn’t know how, or when, but we’d meet again. And when we did, things were going to get interesting. If Rick Rossing could travel back in time to tell his younger self that he would someday be the author of a series of books, his younger self most certainly would have said, “yeah, right.” It wasn’t until long after he graduated from school that he discovered a love of writing creatively. “I think the difference is that when I was in school, I had to do the work. It never occurred to me that there could be anything enjoyable in it.” Besides writing, he finds fulfillment in song leading, preaching, and teaching from time to time at church. He has also enjoyed emceeing talent shows. This is all the more intriguing when one notes that he once had a deep-seated fear of public speaking or performance. “I used to be terrified that people would laugh at me if I misspoke. But I’ve seen people more terrified than me succeed at it, and I figured, ‘if they could do it…’.” He also enjoys cooking, drawing, and crafting with duct tape. He has dabbled in computer programming, computer graphics, and wood carving. He lives in Connecticut with his wife and teenage son. He is a stay-at-home dad, and bears the title proudly. “I still get called ‘Mr. Mom’ by people who don’t know any better. I’ve often wondered why mother who work outside the home aren’t called ‘Mrs. Dad.’ I know most folks don’t mean it insultingly, but still.” “Sure, I’d love to become a bestselling author, but I would be just as satisfied if my writing inspires someone else to write, too. Anyone can, but not everyone does.” Websites: Main website/blog: http;//umeabakearen.com On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/rickrossing PAGE 38