He was not, as you might think, a man of infinite jest.
Category: Fiction
“The Beasts of Haddon’s Field”, a Friday Fiction Story
Not every monster made of hay is a scarecrow.
“The Evening Swing”, a Friday Fiction Story
We all need time with those who mean a lot to us, no matter who they may be.
“A Memory of Coffee Among the Asteroids”, a Friday Fiction Story
Some things you miss no matter who, or what, you are.
“An Apple a Day”, a Friday Fiction Story
Wesley did not expect the visitor with the basket of snacks, but it's a good thing she found him.
“And the Walls Came Tumbling Down”, a Friday Fiction Story
Lena's last straw was almost BIblical.
“The Pink Bracelet”, a Poem
My sister sent me a pink bracelet.
“The Outbound Run”, a Friday Fiction Story
Eli worked on a boat that had always hauled a strange cargo.
“Trumpet Joe”, a Friday Fiction Story
A little story about a local legend that may or may not exist.
“Starlight, Star Bright”, a Friday Fiction Story
Three people, one bright star.
