A Roost of the Ages by S.R. Fergi

Thanks for flying through. We choose to read, and write. I’m glad you chose to land here.

Born in the Midwest U.S. but raised everywhere, S.R Fergi enjoys seashells by the seashore, corvidae of all variety, and telling stories – both true and fictional. Though he goes by many nicknames, most just call him Fergi. Just don’t call him late to dinner!

For business inquiries, or to talk shop about story… look, I’ll be honest with you now. Alliterative prose? Positively elusive bacchanalian poetry? Positivity-fueled persistence? Here is where you are. I’m the one you need. Want to talk? Let’s see. 

Please reach out to roostofages@icloud.com, or text as the Raven flies to (425) 243 – 9219. Or find me on LinkedIn. I’m not hard to discover, start with Fergi and eero and make your way to my profile cover.

No AI in any capacity used to tell stories here – spread the words, oh birds!

Find S.R. Fergi on:

Bluesky

Behance

Substack (Poetry) [in progress, under new management]

Home – A Roost of the Ages

“My mother was a Lutheran missionary from Scandinavia and my father, a deacon from Mexico. They tried to convert each other, but they got married instead.”

– Nacho, Nacho Libre. Paramount Pictures, 2006.