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Rebranding A Dog’s Purpose

“The crowd that showed up could have come together only in a place like Charleston. And could have only my uncle as the common denominator. The owner of a million-dollar beach front house traded vodka shots with a man from Brother Thomas’s congregation in the projects. Three Folly Beach surfers cornered several state legislators and … Continue reading

Blackened Lights Please…Draw Curtains

“Alliances with the devil often manifest themselves in virtuosic mastery of an instrument.” An angelic young girl with winning good looks and a extraordinary talent for tickling the ivories; physically has all the potential a parent could want for in a prodigy in the making. Couple that with a fearlessness, curiosity, and a thirst for … Continue reading

Tick Tick Tick BOOOOOM

“Without thinking further, Diaz lifted his left leg and scrambled over the jersey wall. There were only a couple of feet between the curved concrete of the wall and the solid white line of the shoulder. He hewed to the wet, narrow space, absorbed the rush of air from passing cars time and again, ignored … Continue reading

Ghosts Can Take Many Forms

“Wabigoon shook his head. “Those girls, hitchhiking. No choice, eh? The buses don’t run up north anymore. You hear that old joke about the Anishnabe woman hitchhiking? She gets into a truck and there’s a big bottle of booze in the passenger seat.  ‘Got that for my old man’ the driver says. And the Anishnabe … Continue reading

And You Call Yourself A Booklover!!! Pftt!!!

“Women’s lib, Frannie had decided, was nothing more nor less than an outgrowth of the technological society. Women were at the mercy of their bodies. They were smaller. They tended to be weaker. A man couldn’t get with child, but a woman could—every four-year-old knows it. And a pregnant woman is a vulnerable human being. … Continue reading

It’s Fun To Be Bad…Sometimes

Sex is the primary subject that connects all four short stories in renowned children’s author Roald Dahl’s Switch Bitch together. Not just any sex, but for the most part frivolous in nature, at some times life-changing, in other cases mind-numbing, and in rare instances an awakening, but always fulfilling. There is also a personal journey … Continue reading

You Can Take A Boy Out Of The Country But You Can’t Take The Country Out Of A Boy

“Will was convinced that winter semester at Dartmouth was good for only two  indoor activities: studying and playing pool. Well, maybe a third, but in Will’s limited time on campus, he was still working on the third indoor activity.’ It’s no wonder you guys are such good students up here,’ Will was known to say. ‘These winters drive … Continue reading

If I Were A Wealthy Homicidal Maniac Where Would I Be?

“Life is revealed through experience, the canyon had whispered to him. Not seen through a screen, or read about, or talked about. Experienced. And his entire life was a step away from experience; he was on the other side of the glass looking out; on the other side of the TV screen looking in.” In an … Continue reading

Forever In Your Debt, Always On Duty

“I’ve heard you call yourself a geek, a computer nerd, ‘a skinny kid’, and a whole string of other descriptors that don’t actually describe you.” She explained coarsely. “I’ve heard you call yourself a crappy boyfriend and scared. But crappy boyfriends don’t fly to halfway around the world to rescue damsels in distress. Skinny kids … Continue reading

Earth Needs A Hero In Hamburg Stat

SUMMARY  Dixon’s European sojourn goes awry when she’s arrested for corporate espionage. She’s just an innocent Australian teacher working abroad. Or is she? For Dixon, it’s a matter of wrong place, wrong time. The investigating officers are convinced she’s stolen the navigation and guidance technology from the plane manufacturer Flussair, and that she’s behind the … Continue reading

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