Project Summary: The following is Chapter 4 from my 2004 novel The Sage and the Scarecrow. At the moment, I am revising the chapters from this book into 3-4 page short stories for posting on my blogs and in literary magazines. If you are interested in reading the eventual completed revised edition of “The Sage … Continue reading →

Project Summary: The following is a chapter from my 2004 novel The Sage and the Scarecrow. At the moment, I am revising the chapters from this book into 3-4 page short stories for posting on my blogs and in literary magazines. If you are interested in reading the eventual completed revised edition of “The Sage … Continue reading →

She stands there, beautiful and captivating, the uncertain center of our universe. Her two black eyes, deep wells of mystery and terror, both enchant and endanger our lives. With orange hair, long legs, and an amazingly slender body, she sports a mini-skirt so mini its existence is questionable. We who stand in proximity to her … Continue reading →

  Etymology is the science of coolness, you dig? But you can only master its power through Jazz. Mastering the etymological sciences was a “Pan-stylistic rhythmic bebop, with a side of bacon, you dig, man?” I blurted out one day in English class. That’s how I got the reputation for being the “Freaky deaky white … Continue reading →

It was Winter 2018. I woke up one morning to find every roof, every road, covered with crispy, crunchy white snow. To a boy from Florida this is truly something remarkable. I remember getting my boots on and trudging through this snow in my wonderful little neighborhood. I took the side street down past the … Continue reading →

Every day on my way to work, I catch a glimpse of her. At the counter, she wears her purple hair and dark lip gloss, proudly accentuating what would otherwise be a conservative work uniform. In her finest moments, as I walk past, I see her left eyebrow raise ever so slightly, the menacing look … Continue reading →

  The morning after his mom died, Rich Jacobs showed up to work early. First, Rich removed the wet burlap sacks, which had been placed on top of the vegetables the night before. Then, he moved the watermelons, one by one, onto a display at the front of the produce department so that customers would … Continue reading →