requested writing

I was asked to write a biography for my friend Todd. An on and off blogger of several decades, Todd has been offered a spot with the world renown writer’s collective known as Crooked Letters. They write stuff, they post it, we read it. Good times. Here’s a link to Todd’s first post.

And this is how I introduced Todd…

Todd Stelmach. Born of the virgin Shirley. Pompous ass of Apple Hill. Lover of the round ball, the full nelson, and the dark brew. Farm country could not hold him and academia would not fold him. He has walked away from sainthood and run headlong into legends of his own making. A burly blacksmith of the written word, Sir Stelmach pounds out fables with a heavy hand and unbecoming speech. Deft and sure, he crafts tales from the asinine and ridiculous fodder of life. His parables have founded kingdoms, crushed empires, and subdued men of strength and intellect. He has also wooed a woman. She hangs on his every word. As will you. Behold, the quill of Aesop has returned!