Indian Adventure
Short Fiction ‘Off, off, off!’ Liz shrunk against whomever was behind her to let the bus conductor pass. She’d learned the hard way that he never changed in size. He never ducked to avoid...
Category: Short Stories
My Experience with the Human Gaze in India – Part Two
Short Story *Excerpt from travels in India, December 2011.* The human gaze, no matter if it is good, bad or indifferent, can be intense and enigmatic if we don’t know what is behind that...
The Golf Club – Part One
Fiction Story I’ve never once felt comfortable at my job. Every moment is thinly veiled with the aura of desperation. It is horrid. Together my colleague Sheriff and I are nearly synonymous with...
Sand – Part Ten (Finale)
Serial Short Fiction The elevator doors slide open, more quickly than I thought. Stepping into the lobby, I go cold. A sleepy receptionist is sitting behind a desk next to the entrance. There’s...
Animal Dilemmas – Coyote Dung Beetle
Short Story The Beetle rolled into a stiff ball upon impact with the shaman’s table. It had landed on a stack of parchments with recipes for curries and stews. The Beetle held its body...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 11
Serial Fiction Novel ‘The heart is like a coral, once touched by the hand of men it changes forever. It takes a turn and a new direction. New normal.’ She narrated as if...
SHOOZ – Part One
Short Story “I couldn’t just buy one: I had to by two pairs. They were $236 each.” I gagged. “Danny, I just choked on my toothbrush!” Was I startled more by the fact...
Cups with Coriander: Affogato
Serial Fiction Story The next day I got up early and went for a run. This was new for me; Cori was the runner. Sleek and stunning, she wore athletic gear the way...
You Were Born of…Part Seven
Stream Of Consciousness I was and then I was not, I was tribe and then I was a non thing, a nobody. I was center but after death I was spun outward like rays...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 10
Serial Novel He never met Harry again. And that pending favor was still hanging over his head. Over time its weight faded and was nearly forgotten. No one seemed to know Harry or...
A Bad Day to Be a Libra
Short Story The man felt a sense of relief as he finally found his seat on the plane. He put his luggage in the overhead compartment and sat down. Luckily for him, he...
