Category Archives: Fiction

Jay Hyman cringed beneath the Ark. His eyes were lowered in what could have been mistaken for an effort to hide emotion, tears. Indeed, many watching smiled at that; it was a big day for Jay.  The cringe, however, was … Continue reading →

At the persistence of his father, Cliff Skinner, his mother attempted a breathing technique to slow her labor enough to push her soon-to-be-born baby out at midnight. Clifford had heard that the first child of the new year would get … Continue reading →

The old clock stopped.   The mirror it had faced for most of its life reflected a blotchy 6:32. It stopped there like the final date on a gravestone.  Its brass pendulum dangled dormant below the face.  It was new on … Continue reading →

Hiking alone? At 4,000-something feet? In October?  Honestly?  Stupid, stupid and stupider.   Insight comes at the wrong time, Frank thought, and it hit him that that was insight itself.  He managed to laugh a little, and imagined a smile on … Continue reading →

Tommy Fitzgerald sat stiffly in his truck, toying with a stale Marlboro he kept in reserve in the clean ashtray, a deliberate temptation to prove he didn’t have to smoke anymore. It was the last one and so long to … Continue reading →

(Yeah, well, I’ve been lazy about writing stuff, fiction. Call it writer’s block or lack of talent. Or laziness. Heck, call it all three!) What Crosses Your Path. He wished he’d thought more about that black cat when he first … Continue reading →

(I haven’t written much for months as I’ve been traveling with Pippa, the boys, friends, fishing, sailing and starting classes again. This one is a bit namby bamby but I want to get back into the spirit. I doubt most … Continue reading →

It was just the two of them, trudging along for what felt like an eternity. They walked that first night and hid the next day. At some point they’d given up on trying to hide; there was no one to … Continue reading →