I heard the man behind me ask his companion if I was speaking Arabic with the two people standing inside the booth. It pushed a …
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I heard the man behind me ask his companion if I was speaking Arabic with the two people standing inside the booth. It pushed a …
Continue Reading about The Things You Can’t Buy At An Art Show

His name begins with an O and he owns a bagel shop that I often pass on my way home from the office or on the way there. When we …

Sometimes the blog posts here and elsewhere can be viewed as a modern way to write a letter. That begs the question of whether …

There is a red light on the refrigerator that is glaring at me now. It doesn't blink or turn away from my own glare which makes …

The night I wrote Nights In Recliners I felt something shift and wondered if it was my imagination or something else. One week …
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The younger Mr. Wilner and I wandered through the homestead sharing thoughts and ideas about a variety of things until we reached …

Sometimes the best thing you can do is walk away from your story for a little while and then come back because you see the world …
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I started writing a story about twenty years ago or so this month that I haven't ever finished. Could give you a list of reasons …

The face in the mirror asked "How long can you dance in the fire" and received two responses, "until I get an answer or decide I …

Somewhere between the steps of the court house and my car I felt someone approach me from behind at a pace that made the hair rise …