Tag Archives: short stories

Sketch for a Rainy Morning

The ice on his windshield was thin and in what was now rain instead of snow it loosened easily and fell to the wet pavement with only a stroke of the scraper.   Inside the car he turned the heater … Continue reading

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Music to His Ears

It had already been a long day.   A case I thought I had settled blew up again.  My star witness gave a statement to the defense.  I don’t know why and everybody in the office seemed to blame me … Continue reading

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Voices XVI

  It’s the last day of school.  For the year.  And for me the last day forever.  I’ve been here for forty-five years and only four of those as a student.  I stand here now in the main hallway before … Continue reading

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evening post, May 2, 2017

After supper he took the coffee pot from the burner and poured himself another half cup and sat down again at the kitchen table, now cleared of dishes.   He tipped the cup over his saucer and dribbled the coffee … Continue reading

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Writing 101

  Here’s an interesting combination: Any Bloom is both a novelist and a psychotherapist. Better yet, she thinks the two disciplines are related. I confess I haven’t read any of her books, but my contemplation of the quote I am … Continue reading

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midnight post, august 26, 2015

Hey, American literature fans.  Here’s another free sample from my new novel which is destined to become a classic.  You can buy it for $3.49 right here. I remember every detail of the evening Sherry Johnson came back to me; … Continue reading

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