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About dave1y

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.

Oh Genre, My Genre

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

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

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

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

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

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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Martha

I have always liked Tom Waits’ song, Martha. I wonder if it is autobiographical by Tom, or just fantasy. Here is my fantasy version of the backstory to Martha. I sat looking at the phone. It was one of the … Continue reading

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