Category Archives: STORIES

I once knew a woman who mixed meatloaf with a spoon. I was just a kid, but even I knew better. Her husband left her when I was sixteen, and she was forty-three with four young ones still at home. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I write well. Well enough, then let’s say. But I cannot tell a story. No-no; I’m not having another of my tantrums here, but being honest with myself and happy that I think I have isolated the problem. Furthermore, the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Okay, so it just hit me. Here’s who I want to be when I grow up: Hermetta The clean cut young pair with their black overcoats and black briefcases held immobile to their steady stride were already quite a distance … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m not sure exactly when I lost my head, but it happened once while I was driving on Interstate 84 and that wasn’t a very safe time for it to happen. My head doesn’t come off exactly, I mean it … Continue reading → Continue reading →

She stood outside in the glossy wonderland of the early morning dark of a New England winter. She looked around her, wondering at the myth of fluffy white snow that was turning rock hard by the icy rain, glowing in … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I was a late bloomer and didn’t start smoking until I was twenty-five, but back then it was still a cool thing to do. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t blow smoke rings, but figured out a way to … Continue reading → Continue reading →

He’s an engineer and all that goes with being one. Design and implementation. Conception to follow-up. His sleep is full of dreams of geometric angles and now, computerized three dimensions of things that will transform, enable, create a use for, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

“That’s neither here nor there,” my grandma used to say. For everything from politics to what she served us all for dinner, she’d use it at the strategic point she cleverly could spot when she knew she was on the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Another little tidbit I plucked from its chip bed to maybe reawaken with additional kilobytes some time soon. Today I spent most of the morning pounding a two-foot iron stake halfway into the lawn in a vain attempt to locate … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Nothing major, just something I came across in my Tidbits File that I want to move here so that I don’t forget it again when an idea hits. Creative mood still in gear. Drugs help. “C’mon, it’ll make you feel … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Waiting to find out is the worst part. Usually is for most people I guess, but me especially, I just don’t like it. Although I don’t like surprises either—surprises good or bad. I always snuck around and searched the house … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Edgar is right. In checking my latest entries it’s been quite a while since I posted anything under the STORIES category, which is just my personal fiction stuff. But the Professor is right as well, having a mind of living … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Really, really need to get back into my fiction stories. Need to heavily revise A Seasonal Life, follow up on Few, one that I have started here that I forgot the name of, and another started here that is only … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Please, I know you’re all bored silly by now with “A Seasonal Life,” but won’t you please take a minute to scan it briefly and give a gut feeling? Continue reading →