Short Story

Driving with Mother My Mother never trusted my driving - she was a backseat driver – and one day we were on a…

To Carry You Home Time is a confusing thing she thought. It seemed that the further forward it ran from her the…

Fine and Hot Perth was sweltering through another hot summer. This was no ordinary summer; it was a season with…

A Gathering of Crazy People Our neighborhood was a gathering of crazy people, but only a couple stand out, one…

An Ordinary Forest It was an ordinary forest, as far as spooky-looking woods go, filled mostly with craggy…

You Don't Beat the River It was a good day for being on the river—warm, bright, a few clouds to make the sky…

Mother Kept on Singing When I slept at Aunt Josephine’s, in Middle,  mother’s hometown - I slept alone. A…

Predestined Events Homelessness, like hunger, exists at the soul level. One might dwell in magnificent…

A Religious Experience The room embodied religion. As soon as I opened the door, blinked away the disbelief, and…

Self-Improvement Brenda Simpson was certainly no stranger to bookstores.  No libraries, mind you, but…

The Wanderer I've been a wanderer all my life... I travel around the world to forget people I meet every day.…

Stranger in the Attic I couldn’t have been older than eight when it happened. Weekends in summer, my parents…

Death Goes To Hell Death is not supposed to die. That’s the problem. Here I sat in a pile of reaped souls while…

My Name is Lola It's Thursday Night at The Slippery Salamander Art Gallery - Lola's second adventure. (Check…

Thursday Night An impromptu reaction to an unexpected and random comment set me on an unusual path and a life…