Category Archives: STORIES

Draft #5 means only that there were enough changes made to Draft #4 (and on backward) to warrant a completely new draft number.  But this is it.  I must move on.  Only A Phone Call Away 5.pdf Interesting too that … Continue reading → Continue reading →

…to keep talking to Brad: Something you say strikes him funny and he laughs that same fantastic sensual roll of knowing chuckle and you laugh too because you like the sound. I don’t want to add much more to the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Among the editing and rewriting of this story, one thing kept coming back that I didn’t really think I needed to handle: why she did in fact even think of talking to Brad.  So, this is for Jim Murphy, and … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Someone must pull the plug on me now that the faucet’s on full blast: The_Writest_1.pdf I’ve been tweaking and twiddling with the last story and told myself that even with most of the deadlines of the better journals passed (writers … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I think, I think it’s done enough to consider sending out. Even though this is not a favorite of mine. Now to pick and choose my market. Only_a_Phone  Call_Away_5.pdf   Continue reading →

Who knows what lyrics linger in the mind to reincarnate as story? Dolly, Linda, & EmmyLou: Lovers_Return.m4a Continue reading →

Between sessions at the Writers Festival yesterday and some creative time this morning I’ve reworked this story and looked again at the new one before I moved onto the Storyspace piece, The Hanging.  I’ve been away from it for quite … Continue reading → Continue reading →

She was excited, even in the limousine, even as they entered the main drag through L.A. she felt the vibrant pulse of the people of the city.  The driver slowed as they neared the hotel, stopping several times as people … Continue reading → Continue reading →

A bit of tweaking, some fleshing out, though still no setting as suggested by my friend Carolyn, but submitted in this form for workshopping: Download Only A Phone Call Away.pdf Wondering if I somehow miss relating the transition point of … Continue reading → Continue reading →

First draft, new (started here in a couple of posts) not ready for prime time story: Only A Phone Call Away.pdf Continue reading →

While I do not want to grow this story any longer, I’ve taken critique into consideration as well as my own thoughts on it and fleshed out the characters a bit to create tension that could reasonably be seen as … Continue reading → Continue reading →

21 words longer that is.  I’d taken out about fifty about midway through, a few more to the end, then fleshed out the final meal scene.  Here’s the first draft:  Walking.pdf Here’s the second:  Walking_Away.pdf   Continue reading →

Down the road, out towards the west where sunsets simmered like a ball of butter melting into an oatmeal desert, a shadow of a man jogged closer and closer in little flicks of black.  Yolanda dropped her arm back into … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Cursing at the snowplow going by at fifty miles per hour spewing up the icy compact boulders of snow gritted with sand they just put down  for traction fifteen minutes prior.  What makes these morons think the sand will do … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Craig’s parents had that kind of faith, though he, even at fifteen, had no comprehension of why they chose to give up and take his sisters with them.  They’d said goodbye, wished him well, gave him whatever they could scrounge … Continue reading → Continue reading →