jeff shuck

I haven’t written in a while so I thought I’d add a quick entry. I’ve been getting back onto the lake as the water gets warmer (relative statement — it is about 45 degrees now, although the air is much warmer). I cannot believe how rusty I am. My hands are so sore after a [...]

I haven’t written anything this week — what with the family and work there hasn’t been a great deal of time. In the far-and-far-between off-hours I’ve been either working on a lullaby for my niece or saving the world.
However, tonight I had an energy burst that was neither music nor game related, so I painted [...]

I drive through snow-covered streets to the lake. The air is empty and quiet, like Catholic Mass on a Wednesday morning.
I walk to the beach. Under my feet ice and snow make the sound of crumpling newspaper. As I approach, the call of thunder builds. Twenty-five knot winds from the Northeast push the water into [...]

I drive through snow-covered streets to the lake. The air is empty and quiet, like Catholic Mass on a Wednesday morning.
I walk to the beach. Under my feet ice and snow make the sound of crumpling newspaper. As I approach, the call of thunder builds. Twenty-five knot winds from the Northeast push the water into [...]