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Fiction: "Donovan replied with his typical "F*** this!"
IT'S TIME I BURIED JEFF
Fiction: Humped on Thursday, dumped on Friday.
FROM A STACK OF BOOKS EMERGED A POEM
Poem: One of Janet Reid's fun contests. I didn't win, but I was a finalist.
57 DAYS UNTIL SEPTEMBER
Poem: Stuck in summer while remembering spring and wishing for fall.
A MOMENTARY DETOUR INTO WHIMSY
Fiction: Each February I slowly become Irish.
MANDY PATINKIN, OLDER BAREFOOT GENTS & ME
The non-fiction account of my Mandy Patinkin fiction.
CONVERSATIONS WITH GRANDPA
Fiction: Inspired by one of Miss Snark's fun contests.
YOU WON’T TELL, WILL YOU RIGBY?
Fiction: “Did y’tell your husband where you was going?”
RENDEZVOUS WITH ANGELO
Fiction: ...wearing nothing more than my raincoat and a whisper of my mama’s Chanel No. 5.
Fact: Sometimes a chest pain is just an unrelenting stabbing pain that has nothing at all to do with your heart.
BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH (AND MRS. GRISWALD'S PITS)
Fact & Fiction: "There she stood, arms stretched heavenward, waiting for a standing O, while the class sat there repulsed by the sight of her hairy pits."
DANCING WITH ANDY GARCIA
Fiction: It's another one of Janet Reid's flash fiction contests !!
IT'S TIME I BURIED JEFF
Fiction: Humped on Thursday, dumped on Friday.
FROM A STACK OF BOOKS EMERGED A POEM
Poem: One of Janet Reid's fun contests. I didn't win, but I was a finalist.
57 DAYS UNTIL SEPTEMBER
Poem: Stuck in summer while remembering spring and wishing for fall.
A MOMENTARY DETOUR INTO WHIMSY
Fiction: Each February I slowly become Irish.
MANDY PATINKIN, OLDER BAREFOOT GENTS & ME
The non-fiction account of my Mandy Patinkin fiction.
CONVERSATIONS WITH GRANDPA
Fiction: Inspired by one of Miss Snark's fun contests.
YOU WON’T TELL, WILL YOU RIGBY?
Fiction: “Did y’tell your husband where you was going?”
RENDEZVOUS WITH ANGELO
Fiction: ...wearing nothing more than my raincoat and a whisper of my mama’s Chanel No. 5.
Fiction: "Bonus points if you guess what the Something Amazing is!"
Fiction: "Let's celebrate ALL the Edgar nominees for Best First Novel!"
DO NOT GO GENTLY INTO THE ER
DO NOT GO GENTLY INTO THE ER
BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH (AND MRS. GRISWALD'S PITS)
Fact & Fiction: "There she stood, arms stretched heavenward, waiting for a standing O, while the class sat there repulsed by the sight of her hairy pits."
DANCING WITH ANDY GARCIA
Fiction: It's another one of Janet Reid's flash fiction contests !!
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