"It humbles me that humanity has survived so long."
Fiction
The Traveler and the Laborer
"Where are you going?"
Warmth
Bitter cold air rushes by, pulling the heat from the open door behind a tired, middle aged man. He closes the door with little effort as the wind tugs along with him. A breath, the cold enters the man's lungs and he coughs suddenly from the shock. Fumbling in his jacket, he extracts a pack … Continue reading Warmth
Chance Traveler
"You make it sound as if you're homeless," he said, not wanting to be direct. "That's right," she responded, not one to beat around the bush. They had met at the dollar store, she in the checkout line in front of him, and he'd offered her a lift. "And you ride everywhere on that bike … Continue reading Chance Traveler
Kindle
This is a bit of an experimental piece for me with only dialogue; no tags, no actions, minimal setting. The speaker alternates each line, including silences. Dress the scene however you'd imagine. "Hey." "Yeah?" "How long have we known each other?" "Well, it was . . . almost ten years?" "I thought so." "Why do … Continue reading Kindle
The Pierced Arc: Part 1, Continued
“That’s today.” He looked at his watch, 9:32. Picking up the envelope again he took another look at the seal before getting out of his chair and heading toward the study. The long hallway that led to the back of the house was devoid of pictures and the empty, taupe walls made the distance seem … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 1, Continued
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