And now for some non-fiction
It’s probably either illegal or too shocking for this blog, but how about a true story?
Caraleisa has a new blog, and presents a touching true story, A soldier, a little girl, and a tragedy….
It’s probably either illegal or too shocking for this blog, but how about a true story?
Caraleisa has a new blog, and presents a touching true story, A soldier, a little girl, and a tragedy….
It’s all dressed up for women, but I already see something this guy can sink his teeth into. I’m adding Fresh Fiction to my Bloglines subscriptions, and I’ll be linking to a post tomorrow.
[This is a work of fiction. The people, places, and events are entirely products of my imagination. I have used Names appropriate to the United States for the players, but by leaving out place names and other signs of ethnicity it is my intention that this not look like any particular war. It could be…
Having imbibed a fair amount of pro-small-town prejudice in the form of Hallmark Christmas movies (which I actually find relaxing in spite of this), I thought I’d retaliate with a link to my short story About Those Small Town Values, first posted in 2010.
“And then I let go when I’m at the farthest point out, drop into the river and swim to the far shore. The current will be helping me.” “And if you can’t make it?” “I’ll come up against that rock.” “What rock? I can barely see anything.” “There’s a rock in the water just where…
In the center of the city stood the tree. It had stood there since the city was founded. Nobody was certain how old it was. There were those who wanted to call the tree majestic, but few who could manage to do so without qualification. The tree was somewhat tall, but not unusually so. It…
An excellent and challenging short story on The Questing Parson.