Author Archives: Dave Oney

About Dave Oney

Dave Oney was born mid last century in Middlebury, Vermont. He received his BS in Chemistry and worked as a polymer chemist in Massachusetts and New Jersey. He became a microscopist (someone who studies little bitty things using a microscope) and photomicrographer (someone who photographs little bitty things) before settling into a 35-year career in technical sales of scientific imaging equipment (the science of digitally recording itty bitty things, sending the image to a computer for analysis.) He designed and created a number of products contributing to this field. He is (was) proficient in several computer languages and is currently working on mastering English. After making a few more paradigm shift career changes Dave and his wife, Fran, retired and moved closer to their children and granddaughters and now live in the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas.

To A Hotel Someplace

Posted on January 11, 2023 by Dave Oney

The Atmospheric River that descended on California provided time for me to edit and revise several of my fiction works as well as making a variety of bakes (see abatteredoldsuitecase,com.) Luckily, the Muse of Literature was likewise housebound and hovering … Continue reading →

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The Star Alliance

Posted on January 9, 2023 by Dave Oney

Of course there is a “Deep State” buried within the U.S. Government, but you are naive if you believe there is only one. The Star Alliance postulates more than one clandestine organization, each intent on pulling all the strings of … Continue reading →

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The Quantum Butterfly Effect

Posted on January 9, 2023 by Dave Oney

This is the story of First Contact by an alien race. It takes place both 100,000 years ago, when the aliens learned intelligent life evolved on Earth, and in 2250 when they arrived. Are they the Masters or Shepherds of … Continue reading →

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Revisionist History? Naw, Just Editing “Backstreets”

Posted on August 21, 2019 by Dave Oney

Just a quick update on my progress with “Backstreets.” I had some quality, uninterrupted time to read and edit the stories in “Backstreets.” I also found some advice blogs about how to set the order of the stories in an … Continue reading →

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Oh Genre, My Genre

Posted on August 19, 2019 by Dave Oney

I am struggling to pick a genre for my writing. My current genres include Historical Biblical Fiction, Semi-fictional Travelogue, Political Suspense Fiction and Science Fiction. My current work is in Musical Fiction. “Backstreets” is written in the genre of Musical … Continue reading →

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Quiet Time

Posted on August 15, 2019 by Dave Oney

Air travel is a wonderful thing. First of all, it shrinks the world. We can fly from our home of 3 years, north of Sacramento, to Maui, HI quicker than we can fly back to our home of nearly 30 … Continue reading →

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The Rain Returns

Posted on July 23, 2019 by Dave Oney

My current dry spell only lasted a month or so, then my finger came out of the dike, the water flowed, and I was drenched. It’s odd how sometimes, thoughts and ideas flow from some unknown spring. Sometimes there is nothing … Continue reading →

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Haiku

Posted on July 14, 2019 by Dave Oney

Part of our monthly Writer’s Group meeting we have a session on Writer’s Craft where someone presents a topic of interest. Later in the meeting we have a Quick Write where each member writes something, based on a given topic … Continue reading →

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Delta Dawn

Posted on April 22, 2019 by Dave Oney

Dawn woke as she did every day when the sun broke into her bedroom window. She lay quiet for a while, arms and legs splayed, as if she made snow angels in her sleep. She didn’t. Her dream was the … Continue reading →

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Time

Posted on April 12, 2019 by Dave Oney

He opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and waited for the room to stop spinning. A few minutes later he took a chance and rolled over, fully intending to sit up, but decided he wasn’t quite ready. Rather, his … Continue reading →

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