Second Wind Publishing invites you to submit an entry to our holiday short story contest. Entries are to be holiday stories of any genre that mention a food of some kind. (The food item can be a focus of the story or simply a prop.) The winner will be included in Second Helpings, a short [...]
If you are the kind of reader who desperately needs to have every nuance, ever action and reaction explained to you like a small child, then my style of science fiction writing is clearly not for you. I write in such a way as to make you ask yourself questions all the way through the [...]
When I was little my father took me to the library and I was so very young the sour old woman at the desk told him I could not borrow books, hinting not so gently that I would tear out pages and tint the margins with rainbow colors. Dad knew better. I had been reading [...]
Joanna Clapps Herman tells it like it was for so many Italians growing up in America in the twentieth century. Every story becomes more telling than the next—what a grounding read. Here, Herman feeds and waters memories now that those who made those memories are nearly all gone and all the important old ones are [...]
Ever thought about revisiting a piece you wrote years ago? I am right now, and it’s scary. At the time when I originally wrote the piece in question back in 1995, spending my Friday nights conceiving a fresh chapter for my own entertainment and that of my friends, I thought it was brilliant. But then [...]
That same fucking nightmare!!! - ’Christ another rainy Monday and another fucking hangover!’ His words steamed up the window, as he pulled back a smoke-clogged net curtain onto a street of striding legs. Legs reminded him of scissors and umbilical separation. Barbra had walked out on him after the hottest afternoon of sex and laughter they’d [...]
“Violence! Violence! Sometimes it truly makes sense!” – from the song Violence by Mott the Hoople. We are facing another school shooting at Virginia Tech. A man killed a police officer and then himself Thursday at Virginia Tech, said media reports, in the first gunfire on campus since 32 people were killed there in 2007 [...]
Sometimes you may notice a face in the crowd. Only for a split second, yet your mind will be filled with memories. I nodded to her and I had not seen her in years. She now walked with a big, tall healthy-sized male specimen in the annex area of Toronto. Let’s call her Miss MBA. [...]
We just made it home - Date: June 1989 - Place: RAF Laarbruch, Germany. My friend Chris and I had booked leave together as I was going to my parents in Clevedon and he was going to his at Symonds Yat in Monmouthshire. Only a few minutes over the Severn bridge. Chris’s Rover had just come back [...]
Half of this oversize red leather bound Liber Novis (New Life) is devoted almost half to C.G. Jung’s Oil and Watercolor fantasy painting out of his awake conscious explorations. Although the first half of the book with the majority of the paintings is in German, the second half of the book is in English. I [...]
