When I found myself working in a newsroom, falling for a reporter and doing all I could to make her notice me as more than a friend, I needed an outlet. That is how The Ornament was born. The story was conceived in the early hours of the morning on a dirty desk from the Rubbermaid collection in a small-market newsroom in between bouts of breaking news and chamber of commerce breakfast meetings.
I wrote and rewrote the story adding and subtracting never knowing where this more romantic world would take me. I remember truly being happy when I realized what was going to happen next, or that time I was driving to work and began to cry as I realized what tragedy was about to befall our hero. The characters may have started out as copies of people I knew, and even myself, but after countless rewrites each one became an amalgam of many people I’ve met in my career.
The Ornament is, if anything, a statement of my firm belief that a true friendship, even a chaste one, is an example of love more powerful than all the passion ever kindled.