Category Archives: short story

Revisionist History? Naw, Just Editing “Backstreets”

Posted on August 21, 2019 by

Just a quick update on my progress with “Backstreets.” I had some quality, uninterrupted time to read and edit the stories in “Backstreets.” I also found some advice blogs about how to set the order of the stories in an … Continue reading →

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Haiku

Posted on July 14, 2019 by

Part of our monthly Writer’s Group meeting we have a session on Writer’s Craft where someone presents a topic of interest. Later in the meeting we have a Quick Write where each member writes something, based on a given topic … Continue reading →

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Delta Dawn

Posted on April 22, 2019 by

Dawn woke as she did every day when the sun broke into her bedroom window. She lay quiet for a while, arms and legs splayed, as if she made snow angels in her sleep. She didn’t. Her dream was the … Continue reading →

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Time

Posted on April 12, 2019 by

He opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and waited for the room to stop spinning. A few minutes later he took a chance and rolled over, fully intending to sit up, but decided he wasn’t quite ready. Rather, his … Continue reading →

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Martha

Posted on April 9, 2019 by

I have always liked Tom Waits’ song, Martha. I wonder if it is autobiographical by Tom, or just fantasy. Here is my fantasy version of the backstory to Martha. I sat looking at the phone. It was one of the … Continue reading →

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The Quantum Butterfly Effect

Posted on April 5, 2019 by

This is the story of First Contact by an alien race. It takes place both 100,000 years ago, when the aliens learned intelligent life evolved on Earth, and in 2250 when they arrived. Are they the Masters or Shepherds of … Continue reading →

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The Last Run

Posted on January 28, 2019 by

It was almost 4 o’clock and the sun was low in the west. The mountain blocked most of the direct sun and caused the flat, shadowless light, the bane of downhill skiers. I knew it would be like that this … Continue reading →

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