One paragraph story: First day with The Betty Jane
Here is a short–one paragraph(!)–story I wrote: The day was sunny when we launched our new boat on the Huron River. But Lake Erie weather is notoriously changeable and by the time…
Poem: From the backseat of my aunt’s Chevy
From the backseat her red hair an accusation. Thin, careworn, and cunning burnt forever by that long-ago season; she knows the wrong things. Dissolute pools trapping the blue sky, her…
Review: Killing Commendatore
I became familiar with the Japanese author Haruki Murakami during my current fiction-gorging phase. How could I have been unfamiliar with such a gifted author? It’s not an excuse but…