"Housewife" by Amy Hempel: She would always sleep with her husband and with another man in the course of the same day, and then the rest of the day, for whatever was left to her of that day, she would exploit by in-canting, "French film, French film." Here we have an example of a story... Continue Reading →
Every author in some way portrays himself in his works, even if it be against his will. ~Goethe
On the first day, she made meatloaf, his favourite. It went in the bin; she cursed him for not calling. On the second day, she called the police and the coast guard. On the third day, when her body forced her to sleep, their dog stayed by her side. Day ten, the search called off.
The waiter moved his hands across the bar. The place began to fill with young professionals trying to fill their glasses with chardonnay and rich merlot as quickly as possible. He wiped his hands across the front of his apron. There were already pink spots on it where some Pinot Noir had splashed him on... Continue Reading →
If I fall asleep with a pen in my hand, don't remove it - I might be writing in my dreams. ~Danzae Pace
I've just returned from a weekend of camping in Perthshire. The scenery was amazing. Low hanging clouds peppered the sky and as the wind blew them south, offered occasional glimpses of blue. My friend Arlene brought her two dogs and walking them provided me with a rare opportunity to get some fresh air and exercise... Continue Reading →