Creative Writing

Suspicion by Joseph Finder Decisions often control your destiny. One wrong turn, one bad choice, and your whole…

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…

A Squall among the Squid I was at Pasticcio Restaurant on Third Avenue and 31st Street for dinner last night and…

4th Grade Math Teacher Being a good 4th-grade math teacher can be very easy, but it should go beyond teaching. One…

Andrea McKenzie Raine Andrea McKenzie Raine earned a B.A. in English Literature at the University of Victoria.…

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…

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

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