The WHETHER Forecast

 “A true saying it is: Desire hath no rest, is infinite in itself, endless, and as one calls it, a perpetual rack, or horse-mill.” That was written by St. Augustine b. 353AD, d. 430AD, as cited by Robert Burton in his 1621 work titled, Anatomy of Melancholy. He was talking about what is known as the […]

EXCERPT ‘On 7th Street, An Angel Fell’ THE CHOICE

DRAFT

All she had lost—the choices made and not made—and their haunting pain bowed her. She looked at the man and thought about redemption, the promise she had been given. Her back and shoulders spasmed; her yearning to fly again above all the hurt found on the surface of the Earth shook her. But the man […]

EXCERPT ‘She Was Always Called Just G’

SCENE DRAFT

“Hey Professor,” Bob asked Jim Sutton, reading at the end of the table, who had been a college teacher before getting drunk one too many times at university functions. “What’s your opinion of the new guy… Bradley?” Jim marked his spot in the book with a finger and looked blearily up, scanning the break room […]

EXCERPT ‘On 7th Street, An Angel Fell’ SCENE 01

DRAFT

There is a moment for angels, a flicker of an instance when they feel as humans do. As they must because it is necessary to give them finality. It shows them why they—angels—exist even though Man doubts… or denies. It is that moment—what they call The Fall—when it is determined if they continue to serve […]

AGELESS LOVE – An Alpha & Beta Story

Learned from The Twilight Zone

One morning this Twilight Zone episode [see the clip below] came up in discussion. It’s Alpha’s favorite, and I asked her why. “Because the old man was willing to live with pain if he could be with his wife.” She looked at me and asked. “Do you like it?” “It’s one of my favorites.” But […]

Big Granny’s Wish Book

A Vignette

This little story came about while working with one of my clients, so after this opening paragraph, I’m writing in the context of my conversation with him about his project. And this piece, slightly modified, we’ll likely go into the front part of his book: Once his book’s content (the narrative) was about 95% where […]

‘Tide Buried Bones…’ [REVISED & EXPANDED]

DRAFT Scene Excerpt from The D'Arkane Files Book One

Her hair whipped in the wind and a tingle climbed her spine. The bad kind you get when you’ve done something you shouldn’t and got caught. She quickly rose, “I wonder who they were.” She looked above at the ruined house that watched them. “And what happened.”

‘Wings…’

A Short Story

He looked at her across the fire, the flame’s dance of light and shadow on the stone wall, as she sat with her head down. He turned his back to the fire and looked out into the night. “The road seems so much longer when we have no dreams to believe. And we have no destination… life has no purpose.” He heard the steady sound of water running down the mountain and knew it would wear away more rock. “It stayed that way until I decided one day to start walking and not stop until I found what I sought.”

IT’S JUST A DOG

A Rewrite of a Non-Attributed Work (Unknown Author)

From time to time, I’ve heard said, “lighten up, it’s just a dog,” or “that’s a lot of money for just a dog.” Those who said it don’t understand how pleasurable the distance traveled and the time spent with just a dog can be. In an eventful life, some of my most fun moments have come about […]