A blog for very short fiction, the odd poem, and an occasional illustration.

There was an error in this gadget. Thank you G P Ching. The Perfect Silence of the Night. Monday, March 24, 2014. Publish, a monthly permanent bloghop. It was a bit much posting every Friday.

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Views on life from the right side of the road. Wednesday, December 23, 2015. The Tongues of Men and Angels. Retelling Mithraic reincarnation myths in the framework of the winter solstice? When I learned that verse out of Corinthians as a kid, it was the round and robust language of Elizabethan England; sounding brasses, tinkling cymbals, giving the body to be burned, through the glass darkly, charity. Charity? Thursday, September 04, 2014. When the airplane has exited the controlled airspace there is a d.

WRITING is a solitary occupation and one of its hazards is loneliness. But the advantage to loneliness is privacy, autonomy, and freedom. I hope you find solace and inspiration. Perhaps what grief requires, as much as anything, is .

The Leopard and the Snow Pea Balcony Garden. Wednesday, April 17, 2013. The street lights lit the way. Running away from that other kind of darkness that had smothered and held her, knocked her out. It had taken all of her will to walk out the door. Now she had to put as much distance between herself and the house as she could. Before they woke up, before they could act. The driver a large sandy haired man would down his window. Where are you headed? Polic.