I’ve been a lousy blogger (and blog follower) this month. My sincere apologies to my followers. Here is a little Christmasy write I did a few years ago. Merry Christmas all! **************************************************************************************************************** Train doors opened to a cool, dense city air. Charlie heaved a sigh before he dragged […]
Marv has the world’s biggest heart. People always say this about retarded people, but in Marv’s case, it’s hardly an exaggeration. I’ve never learned the details of how or when he came to work at The Coffee Joint – he started there years before I even heard of […]
I’m hoping for feedback on this one. I plan to enter it in a story contest next month, and I want to get a head start on tweaking before I submit it. Comments, please! (Note: I’m working with a 750 word limit, so don’t bother telling me it […]
The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth. There was the taste, then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through a body, […]
A tender flame licked the lower branches of a meticulously trimmed tree. Barely five years in its place, the young thing’s life was at its end. It was a rescue, of sorts, or so mused the figure standing watch over the sorry tree’s demise. The tiny neutered pear […]
This story is dedicated to Kristen and Decker, whom I met the other day in a store parking lot. Kristen, I didn’t have anything to give you that day, but our meeting did conceive this little story, which I now send out as a prayer for you. They […]
My apologies, dear WordPress folk, for the delay in posting this conclusion, and also for my scarcity as a blog follower. I’ve been adjusting to a new medication these past two weeks, and it’s worked some strangeness with my motivation and energy. Indeed, for a time, I wondered […]
I keep this art piece above the computer in my office at work, so I catch sight of it regularly throughout the day. My heart tends to race a bit every time I glance at it, and I’m not sure why. I love this picture. My oldest son […]
Part 1 Part 2 By the time Rachel reached her destination, the snow and ice had stopped their onslaught. Perhaps the Earth had given up; perhaps Rachel had outlasted her, difficult as it is to grasp such a thing – that the swell of angst in the soul […]
Five miles outside Pueblo’s city limits, it began to snow – not the fluffy white stuff that makes a person think of cozy fireplaces and hot cocoa and Santa Claus, but an ugly sort that is something of a cross between snow and ice, such that it becomes […]
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