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To Catch A Warm Wind

So you’re asking me what’s the story of this photograph, and I’m saying to you, just rest your bones a while and I’ll tell you. ______________________________ In the old days, […]

Me and Buzz and Lyin’

There was a time back then, a long time after Buzz’s pappy had left for somewhere down south, that Buzz took to lyin’ to make himself feel better. Well maybe […]

Coldharbour: Passing Wonderful

If Alexandra McMillan had been born in any era other than her own, she would have most certainly been burned as a witch. Luckily for her, she popped into the […]

Young Jed’s Story

Young Jed’s father, Old Jed, had been the best darn garage man in this part of the county. It wasn’t just him who said it, everyone did. Old Jed had […]

The Maid From Orleans

She came from Orleans, the one in France, sometime in the late 1800s. She had worked in her father’s bakery in a little place near the cathedral. She had kept […]

The House

Apart from an occasional family of coyotes, no one lives there any more. Leastways, not since Silas found his mother cold as ice in her bed that Thanksgiving. After they’d […]

Goodlands

Everyone knows where Goodlands is. It’s not too far from where you’ve been and not too close to where you’re going. It’s the kinda place where you find what you’re […]

The Time of Storms

I was trying to think back to what year all of this took place, and I guess I would be right in saying that Hank Williams was still alive and […]

Me and Buzz and Girls

I remember the first time that Buzz fell in love. It was with a pretty girl called Sally Watson. Buzz had just hit thirteen years of age and his hormones […]

That Gregory Peck Incident

She’d been living in the city long enough to remember to call an elevator – the lift, and the place where she was standing right now was a bookshop not […]

Once Upon A Time In New York City

I guess I’d been running ever since I’d left San Antonio; maybe it’s a universal truth that we’re all running from something, or maybe to something. Who knows? Who cares? […]

Me and Buzz and the Candy Thief

I’m sittin’ here writin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout all of the stupid, stupidest things that Buzz has ever done in his life and I gotta tell you folks, I’m kinda spoiled […]

Lives in 100 words

New York City, December 1963 I remember fighting a rather lonely wind as I crossed Central Park on that particular Wednesday before Christmas; an old faded newspaper flapped in the […]

My Grandma’s Radio

He delivered it, all pleased with himself, the night of the electrical storm which stretched all the way across three counties. Old Jake had nothing else to give his sister, […]

The American Friend

She loved him. That much of the story is true. I know that because it’s written in green ink in her diary. Why else would I be taking her ashes […]

Me and Buzz and Fishin’

Buzz’s pappy left home only a day or two before Buzz’s fifth birthday and if I can re-call all that way back, his pappy told folks he was real ashamed […]

Pearblossom Highway

The moments that existed between the lights being turned off and the walk to bed were his to own for the briefest of times. They were an echo from the […]

Somewhere South

A true story………… It was yellow – that was the only way to describe the day. A sort of washed out yellow but then so were we – we too, […]

Me and Buzz and Thanksgivin’

It was probably a week ‘fore Thanksgivin’ that Buzz’s maw was taken from the house for her own good – leastways that’s what the Sheriff said. He never did explain […]

Daisha Is The Mountain Person

Written for US educational group. Washington DC. Used with permission.  For grade 3 (8-year-old readers).  It’s a real scary thing living next to the tallest mountain in the world. All […]