Saturday, October 31, 2020
Alien Sofa
My Fiction

Alien Sofa

“Be careful of the sofa arms.” Edgar cautioned the movers as the pair approached his front door. With the sofa in place of the old chairs he typically dragooned from the dining room, now each…

Decision in Ireland
My Fiction

Decision in Ireland

Upper PastureMay 3, 1798 Antrim Mountains in North Ireland Patrick Hamill stepped his way down the path leading from the upper pastures of the Antrim Mountains. Patrick was a wiry, black-haired youth of 17. He…

Personal Evolution
My Fiction

Personal Evolution

Being a dedicated reader of science fiction in my youth, the idea of a cyborg is familiar to me—part human, part machine—but futuristic. With the rest of America and a good number of people around…

Shaky Hands
My Fiction

Shaky Hands

My earliest memories are of family dinners. A distinct one occurred after my first day at St. Jerome Primary School. Father sat at the head of the table, between the dining room windows. Without a…

Wet Weather
My Fiction

Wet Weather

The sky, greyed with storm clouds, hid the motions of the rain person.  Between each drop and within many shadows moved the person who caused that which has no cause.  He can be seen walking…

Goodtime Charlie
My Fiction

Goodtime Charlie

Charlie anted up to the floating red bar that encircled the white smoky area.   A bewitching woman in a long flowing robe smiled a welcome.  She looked familiar, like a movie star as an angel.…

Complicated Logic
My Fiction

Complicated Logic

His wife restarted art teaching after their youngest child entered first grade. Her wages, she told him, would cover purchases of things she wanted and had always disliked having to talk to her accountant husband…