StoriesEvery once in a while...a brief, fictional post.
Through the Heather
Amaro ran for exactly 15 seconds at a time. He would start running at dusk. A few feet. Then stop. Then a few more feet. Then stop.
Vasily returned home after his seventh year of working for the Ural-Kuznetsk complex.
A Sharp Knife
As any old lady can attest, pain's boundaries, though, are such that they can expand to fit the entire universe, if need be.
The Day of Numbers
Not fictional. What I did the day Google went public.
War and the Studebaker
Jack was idly poking his mother's shoulder. Usually he could only poke her a few times before she'd poke his nose or pat his hand away. But she kept still. And breathed softly.
A Small Surprise
What am I cutting? Funny. Please don't interrupt.
Henry and Louis
The afterlife, in some form. Henry Ford, founder and chief engineer of the Ford Motor Company encounters Louis Chevrolet, racer, French expatriate, and one-time chief engineer of the Chevrolet Motor Company.
His phone rang and he grasped for it; a lifeline.
My Journey Aboard The Whiskey Sour, Day 1
"This sea is pancake. The smartest bring a ladle."
How to Make A Man Bloody
Often, a man will choose to fight with a weapon instead of resorting to the slap and tickle of hand-to-hand combat. But he is likely harboring the same need as yourself, namely: a non-lethal dance of pain and physical confrontation.
The Fisher's Husband
After securing her ship she would return home and kiss him three times before leaving. And he would implore her, "Will you stay instead? I will draw you a warm bath. You can leave tomorrow." And, as always, she would dismiss him gently. No, my darling, no.
The True Story of Giggle and Boggle.
In quieter times, I think often of two gentleman I've met - and of their extraordinary lives and the remarkable occasion of their meeting.