I died the summer of 1976. Thank God it didn’t stick. I blamed The Brothers. That’s what I called them. They were a collective rather than singular beings. I often tattled on them for using me for live target practice with their Daisy Red Ryder. I could have lost an eye. My stuffed polar bear … Read more
A short story for the annual NYC Midnight Short Story contest. I was assigned comedy/out-of-body experience/landscape architect. I think I ended up writing a satire which is a form of comedy, so I don’t know what the judges will think; however, I am happy with the result. A Picture Perfect Life Captain Billy eased back … Read more
Ana, Harley, and Freddi make an artistic senior year statement when they break into Brooke Point High.
When Sandra attends a birthday party at gangster Fino Fiammetta’a mansion, she discovers that not everything is as it appears.
Senator Thaddeus “Tad” Trench attends a fundraiser for breast cancer research and fails to realize that not everyone supports his political ambitions.
I’m competing in NYC Midnight’s Short Story Challenge again this year. You have one week to write a short story (2500 words) on a topic they provide. This year I was given crime caper, setting was funeral home, and character is chocolatier. This seemed perfect for Phee and Juliet to tackle since they had just … Read more