No melting asphalt, otherwise good 25 Words In the 1950s I noticed the asphalt melting on a summer day and smelled fresh yellow curb paint while feeling brain cells die. Not now. In Nail Polish. True story. Had to be 25 words. I don't … Continue reading Licorice Canary
Mother’s Tears
Nothing like the story, but it represents the reaction to the horrors of war, all wars Word count 100 In 1991 my parents invited Sharon and I on a cruise to Hawaii and Tahiti, where we had never been. This was during the run up … Continue reading Mother’s Tears
Summer Green
Word Count 25 The smell of freshly mowed grass sends me back through the years I’ve cut the grass. It smells even better when someone else cuts it. Appears in Nail Polish. Inspired by my life. So far, the shortest published story.
Keep On Rocking In Free World
Word count 847 The title is from a song that I frequently use to sign off emails, particularly to publishers. The song is by the not-so-young Neil. Despite the title, the lyrics and the video, the intent is irony. The idea came from someone … Continue reading Keep On Rocking In Free World
Monster, Mermaid, And Me
Before mermaid encount Word count 428 On a fine day at my Southeast Portland house, I put on my bright white swimsuit and went out to my pool and imagined myself Julie* Adams in “The Creature From The Black Lagoon”. If I may be … Continue reading Monster, Mermaid, And Me
Read My Shorts
Not the best models (at least for me) Word count 1676 Mortality I have the body of a twenty year old. I keep it in the refrigerator for midnight snacks. I was worried when I was told that I was in room 205 … Continue reading Read My Shorts
The Lake
Belle Lake where there be monsters Word Count 668 Duke rushed into his house at 10AM on Saturday. After he shut the door, he bent over gasping for air. When he finally could speak, he said “Shere, you won’t believe what I just saw.” “Probably, … Continue reading The Lake
How To Become An Actuary
Not exactly actuarial math Word Count 653 As a youth I didn’t have any driving ambition. Not interested in working with my hands nor with my hands nor very good at it and no interesting hobbies that would lead to a career. I was good … Continue reading How To Become An Actuary
Killer Killer
Before the beard Word count 1152 I had been hoping to be invited into The Posse for some time. If you are too young to remember, or have been asleep for many years, here’s how we came to this. The world has always had … Continue reading Killer Killer
Home Again
Word count 545 Eleven year old Jimmy told his mother Jane that he wanted his father Ted back for Christmas. It was the only thing that he wanted – he didn’t want a new phone, clothes, or more video games. Just his father, who hadn’t … Continue reading Home Again
Doug Hawley 