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Gazing through the gloom
December 10, 2022 It seems it’s been this way forever, foggy mornings and soggy days in various hues of grey, with only fleeting patches of blue. Since we’re still on the darkening side of the winter solstice, the cloud cover accelerates the early dimming of light. The mercury is unseasonably high even for the South… Read more
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New short story: “Now You Never Call Me Anymore”
November 23, 2022 My latest short story, “Now You Never Call Me anymore,” has just been published by Adelaide Literary Magazine. Tina, the main character, is facing an emotional crisis like the one Louis Armstrong sang about: “Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans, when that’s where you left your heart?” Drawn… Read more
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Can’t anybody here fix this thing?
October 13, 2022 Being ghosted is so sad. Especially by collaborators who’ve been at my elbow since the days of AOL and dial-up. I still need these allies like Seattle needs lattes and the Chicago Bears need a quarterback (again). Yet when I call on them, too often I’m greeted by a swirly blue wheel… Read more
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The island shining before us
October 5, 2022 Almost twenty-five years ago, the woman I was seeing (and was crazy about) suggested we take a trip. Our destination was a place in Florida she knew well, having grown up in Alabama and visited the Sunshine State many times. We flew down from Washington DC, where we lived then, landed after… Read more
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Pants on the ground and the brain
September 20, 2022 My name is Dave and I’m a recovering pantser. This has nothing to do with my fashion sense, which doesn’t exist. It definitely isn’t about sex either. But please keep reading anyway. A “pantser” is one of the two main species of fiction writers, the people who write by the seat of… Read more
Stories from the South and the subconscious
