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Carnac's Last Children “What is the name of this place?” asked Etrick as he gazed about the darkened field.…

A Summer Tale “No one can find Ranger Jack. He’s disappeared!” The whispered gossip ripped through the park like…

Over Mount Fuji 15 Keiko slowed and hovered over the relic on edge of a blanched plain. Eileen joined the flurry…

Steampunk Anthology Two years ago, a couple of authors approached me about doing a collaborative novel similar…

Estival Interlude Lament Here I sit, gazing out the new picture window, watching the recently arrived Blue Jays…

Strategy After Killing Someone If you plan on killing someone, you need a decent strategy in order not to get…

Three Zen Tales Tale One – The Preacher A Zen monk was walking down the path to a stream when he came upon…

Thunderhead The thick August air hung in absolute stillness; the soggy claustrophobic blanket of heat and…

A Taste of a Memoir Chapter Three When John attended school he was absolutely out of control. Luckily, the…

I always asked this question when I was young. How could love be a sin?

Men clearly get the better deal in my view. They should try being a mother, career woman, and sex partner, all at…

The Java Dojo on Kerby Street was one of a small chain of upscale “coffee cafés,” in Kerbyville’s trendy Kerbian…

Over Mount Fuji 14 In the hypnotic hum, Byron’s anticipation of finding a tectonic crack surged with renewed…

I couldn’t wait to be a healer—to help others both physically and spiritually. I didn’t have the heart to kill,…

I come round, gasping for air. It's like I've been unconscious. I can't tell for how long.