Category Archives: STORIES

In the woods that fringed around the small Iowa town, there was a narrow footpath that ran along a creek where they’d play.  Tara was the only girl and the youngest of them and always ended up last in line … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Bad time for the needed rain to fall this day and those to follow.  Hard looking for the sun to stimulate the soul.  To melt the frost laid down low in words I didn’t mean or meant because there hadn’t … Continue reading → Continue reading →

The longest span of writing from an opening line I believe I’ve ever done; close to a thousand words and the story’s almost over.           If I lived inside a box, it would be a pack of … Continue reading → Continue reading →

There are some boundaries men were never meant to cross.  To marvel and ponder, yes, that which lay beyond the reach of human mind and aching fingers, but never to degrade the gods by returning to the ape he is … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Mrs. Farley caught the tip of shadow in the corner of her eye.  It disappeared before she had the key completely turned in the lock of her kitchen door.  She took a deep breath and let it out as a … Continue reading → Continue reading →

By the time he was three years old, Eugene Mihalowitz learned he could fly.  Oh he always could, even out of his crib, but he was three before he learned that’s what you called it.  He was eight when he … Continue reading → Continue reading →

UPDATE:  Actually, I think I’ll just link it here as I progress, that way it will be updated for anyone interested in following along. Forgive the typeface and the double-spacing; in this case I DID copy and paste from WinWord … Continue reading → Continue reading →

There was a reality about him, an earthy prominence that made one want to reach out and lay a hand on his arm or pat a mountainous shoulder to ground one’s own self.  His wife took her dawn in his … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This one just popped in to say hello:                                                     Where’s Alice? One day around four p.m. in the fifth floor offices of Data … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Each night the snow outside the house dazzled with the light from the living room window, as if the one who had died within had been a man and not a monster.  Sometimes, when I came by early in the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It was an act both silly and profane, yet had it been accomplished by a man of lesser status than The Count it might have been forgotten in a year or two.  But when Joseph Monteforto, who gained his moniker … Continue reading → Continue reading →

From the southwest the heavens grumbled deep and long, enough to shiver the ground beneath his feet, though Art could see no dark clouds from his vantage point.  Out west, the mountains rose and shadowed the town an hour earlier, … Continue reading → Continue reading →