Stories of Suspense with a Sense of Humor
I’ve been at this writing business quite a while, stretching back to typewriters, carbon copies, and self-addressed stamped envelopes for the return of manuscripts. I subscribed to about a dozen literary journals, and spent every evening reading, or writing, or both. I’d send my stories out with a kiss and a wish that maybe, just … Read more
I’m fully into the leaf-gathering phase of the year. I wish it were a harvest, meaning that the leaves had some value as food, or could be processed into a fibrous wonder material like hemp, or, best of all, transmogrified into gold. Alas, they are the dead part of a tree, shed annually the way … Read more
The past few weeks I’ve been dealing with our apple crop. You wouldn’t think a humble house in the suburbs would also be a burgeoning apple orchard, but my wife has vision. “I’ll just plant a few trees,” she said. At first, I was only annoyed because the trees messed up the mowing pattern. If … Read more
My day was blown up right after work when I noticed a guy struggling to start his pickup truck. I had just finished my day job and was plotting my evening: write this newsletter, write my novel, play with the dogs, and exercise. I’d have time later on to read and relax. A few minutes … Read more
Back in high school there was a minor bully I’ll call John. He was really more of a toady, hanging around some of the tough kids. Or maybe he was more of a sidekick, like Garth was to Wayne, Barney was to Fred, or Sancho Panza was to Don Quixote. Regardless, when I had to … Read more