Insults do not Convince; They Create Conflict

There was a time when political disagreement meant we might have a spirited discussion of ideas, or avoid discussing politics altogether, but now it means we hate each other.  Disagreement over candidates and party equate to revulsion of the other. It’s stupid. Social media allows us to attack our “friends” with open gusto…and feel powerful … Continue reading Insults do not Convince; They Create Conflict

The Maturity of Wisdom

So my retirement process from the Navy has sort of been put on hold.  Yes, I’m still retiring in September and yes, I’m still freaked out and excited by the prospect of, for the first time in 20 years, not knowing where I’ll be at the end of the year. No, I’m part of the … Continue reading The Maturity of Wisdom

Poetry Night!

The future may feel dark and life overwhelming, but if you can write, if you can put word to paper, you are never alone!  Even a simple haiku can break your isolation. Unendurable Nathanael Miller, 30 April 2017  Unendurable. To forever sit alone; The night never ends. ***  The Future is Dark Nathanael Miller, 30 … Continue reading Poetry Night!

The Eisenhower Sails On

The Eisenhower Murder is done…or, perhaps, to be more accurate, I should say the Eisenhower MURDERS (plural) are done! This foray into both murder mystery writing and performance art in the Writer’s Craft is not over yet.  The Eisenhower Murder is both a story I’m extremely proud and a glaring example of the dangers of … Continue reading The Eisenhower Sails On

The Good Times: Finding St. Peter

Oddly enough I find the second in my series looking back on the “good times” of my Navy career to be another moment during my time stationed at VQ-2 in Rota, Spain.  Increasing the “coincidence level” is that this moment also occurred during a trip to another part of Europe. I have written in my … Continue reading The Good Times: Finding St. Peter

No Signposts

The unknown frightens; Planning used to rule my life. Now I’ve no signposts.  A haiku I wrote titled, appropriately, “No Signposts.” Every military member, regardless of branch of service, shares two unique experiences that civilians will never truly grasp: the moment of putting on the uniform and relinquishing much control over one’s life to a … Continue reading No Signposts

The Eisenhower Murder – Chapter 2

Under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1971, this is a fully copyrighted and protected work by law.  Copyright is owned by and all rights are reserved to Nathanael Miller.  No part may be reproduced in whole or part without my written permission.  Facebook and Twitter links to this story may be shared; but the work … Continue reading The Eisenhower Murder – Chapter 2

Poetry Night!

No Signposts Nathanael Miller, 9 April 2017 The unknown frightens; Planning used to rule my life. Now I've no signposts. ***  Where do I Now Turn? Nathanael Miller, 10 April 2017 Where do I now turn? The captain and chiefs are gone; Navy life is done. *** Freedom is Scary Nathanael Miller, 10 April 2017 … Continue reading Poetry Night!

The Eisenhower Murder – Chapter 1

Under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1971, this is a fully copyrighted and protected work by law.  Copyright is owned by and all rights are reserved to Nathanael Miller.  No part may be reproduced in whole or part without my written permission.  Facebook and Twitter links to this story may be shared; but the work … Continue reading The Eisenhower Murder – Chapter 1

Killing My Next Victim

Off Center has been completed.  The first part of this challenge is done.  But the first part is only the first part.  It’s easy to do something once.  As any first-time Oscar winner will tell you, the pressure hits immediately: can you do it again or were you a one-hit wonder? I’m already developing the … Continue reading Killing My Next Victim