I’m calling this gallery “Happy Accident,” because that’s how it came to be. Read more “Happy Accident: A Gallery”
Rita and David were driving down to the place of a man named Owen, from whom Rita had bought a stove for her restaurant. A Viking Professional Series of twenty thousand British Thermal Units. All the way down through Kripplebush, Rita steered around remnants of bark and broken limbs on the roadway. Read more “Windstorm in Cottekill”
Lord, let your ears be open to my prayer.
I know Lord, that your will is mine,
and my will is yours,
when you strengthen my intolerance. Read more “The White House Prayer, 2017”
Recently I subbed a Fiction 1 class in which all 3 workshop pieces were set in the future. It got me thinking….