Bern pedaled at a constant cadence of 75 rpm in the lower level of the main Smith Compound residence. A video screen in front of him showed the scene from a camera making its way along a trail somewhere in a rain forest in Costa Rica. His background music faded to nothing, then into Jim … Continue reading The past is downstairs
Category: fiction
Horror in two sentences?
Checking on his long-neglected author profile, the writer could not let the question go unanswered: Can you tell us a two-sentence horror story? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Conrad woke to a pleasant whiff of sawdust and the buzz of a blade tearing through floorboards. He rolled out of bed in the darkness, straight into … Continue reading Horror in two sentences?
Another made day for a writer
Last month I posted something about how some news from an online journal made my day. I said it was about getting a story published and that the story "may or may not have something to do with a kite." It has to do with a little boy, some other people, and something about a … Continue reading Another made day for a writer
Making my day: Friday flash
It doesn't take much to make my day lately. Today, for example, I dropped my Colorado primary ballot in the box at the Boulder County Fairgrounds. That didn't make my day, but the act of voting did give me some satisfaction as the next step in sending Sen. Cory Gardner from Washington, D.C., back to … Continue reading Making my day: Friday flash
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