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Another story, born to the world
Thanks to the editors at The Muleskinner Journal for rolling out the welcome mat for my story, “Party of One.” It speaks for itself about the emptiness occasionally at the heart of life…
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Getting away …
Next door is a guy with a saw. Its voice cutting through metal sometimes comes through the wall. Mostly, not. His name is Shane, the guy. “Like the movie,” he said, when we…
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A magic moment during an artsy mood encounter
Most of my creative energy flows into writing. That river branches into a visual stream. For most of my life, I’ve kept a file of ideas for physical art that came to me…
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What’s wrong with self-publishing, anyway?
Yesterday, in the middle of the Columbia River, on a windsurf rig being buffeted by gusts of more than 30 mph, I had the oddest thought: Why is it that I persist in…
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A car covered in stickers is a person wanting to be known
We were driving north from Portland toward Tacoma today, when we passed a small import. Maybe a Toyota Yaris. Not sure, because the car was blanketed in stickers. At 75 mph, and hands…
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When Is a Short Story Short Enough?
Trigger warning: This post has a lot of words about writing of few words. I had no desire to write mega maxi micro fiction. Lately, I find myself doing just that. Thank you,…