What if Michelangelo carved Goliath instead of David? What would it look like?
In the rundown squalor of old industrial Albuquerque, New Mexico, the nephew of a modest sculptor awakens from a fifteen-year trance. He had witnessed a David-and-Goliath battle, only Goliath had won. His own half-sister had been the innocent victim, destroyed by a Goliath of a man with the face of his uncle. But his uncle was innocent, and had spent his life mourning the murder of the little girl by carving nothing but replicas of Michelangelo’s Davids.
After the boy awakened, everything changed. He accused his uncle of the murder. Destroyed all his works of David in progress. Acquisitioned the biggest piece of pristine marble in his uncle’s shop and began to create a statue of Goliath worthy of Michelangelo.
When the international art world discovered his work, his reputation skyrocketed. He fed the frenzy by announcing he would create only one hundred Goliaths and no more.
One of the world’s richest men commissioned the final Goliath to scale of Michelangelo’s original David, using a piece of marble too large for his uncle’s studio, so they set it outside. The whole world watched as the boy, now a famous young man, carved the One-Hundredth Goliath.
“Where did these rocks come from?” asked the geology professor.
The fifty or so students ambling among the pile of stones at the bottom of the hill offered answers in tentative voices: a Precambrian ocean, an ancient river, the continental shelf ....
The professor shouted “No!” to each answer.
Then a skinny, prematurely balding student pointed at the top of the hill with his rock hammer and said in a ringing voice, “They come from up there!”
“Exactly!” boomed the professor.
That skinny boy was me. I’ve always had a flair for pointing out the embarrassingly obvious. Friends and colleagues say I have a gift for explanation, clarification, synthesis.
I’m also fascinated by darned near everything.
Which explains why I: Have a geology degree, nearly earned a degree in biology, nearly earned a master’s degree in journalism, spent a decade as a magazine writer and editor, did five-and-a-half-years of night school to get a master’s degree in financial analysis (of all things), and once tried my hand as an independent financial consultant.
I like challenges. If I feel ignorant about something, that motivates me to figure it out.
My work credits include:
DFW Writers’ Conference, for which I was Director in 2011
Founder and sole member of Jeff Posey Enterprises LLC, the business entity for both my Author and Corporate work
Javelin Marketing Group, where I labored on more than 80 pitches to prospective clients and placed nearly 50 stories in the trade press
Carter & Burgess Inc. (now Jacobs Engineering Group Inc.), where I managed external and internal communications
Free Range Communications Group Inc., a marketing/communications company I founded and managed for five years
VHA Inc., where I started up and managed a book-publishing division
American Way magazine where I managed more than fifty freelance writers and started up a fiction section
D Magazine, where as City Editor covering Dallas politics I learned over and over that nothing is as it seems
Sun Exploration and Production Co., where I looked for (and found) oil and gas deposits
The University of Dallas and Fun/Ed Inc., where I taught people how to write fiction
Along the way, I’ve earned an award for investigative magazine journalism, gathered more than a dozen speaking awards with Toastmasters International, and published about a half-dozen short stories with small literary magazines.read more