Most of my summers in Kansas, in my teen years from 13 to almost 18, were spent hauling hay. Literally from first thing in the morning, often until midnight. Yeah, I was in hot Kansas fields bucking bales up on to hay trucks. Now, keep in mind, I was basically a city boy all during the nine months of school. It wasn’t like I … Read the rest…
Category Archives: short stories
For about 10 to 12 years of my life there was only one person, in the whole world, that I saw year round. And that was my younger brother. Our parents divorced when I was about four years old. And after a couple of years they lived about 1000 miles apart. So they had to figure out a way for my brother and me … Read the rest…
It’s been a while since I did this. But about half an hour ago, I challenged myself to make up a rhyme out of thin air. No muse or other silly little inspirational fairy dropped by. I just make a decision, every once in a while, to fire up a skill I’ve worked most of my life to get good at. Lately I have … Read the rest…
I’ve shared the story before how my younger brother and I lived with my grandparents, my dad’s parents, for a little while. This was way back closer to the middle of the last century. In Norman, Oklahoma. And my parents were getting divorced. So my dad made sure my brother and I had a stable home to stay in while they went through the … Read the rest…
Just saw pelican landing in the water yesterday. It reminded me of a short memory I shared several years ago. It went a little something like this: I remember my first ferry ride across Galveston Bay in Texas. Yes, it was a long time ago. My grandparents were visiting from Oklahoma. And my dad drove them and the rest of the family to see … Read the rest…
Maybe he’s visited you in the middle of the night. Or the wee hours of the morning before the sun even starts to wake up. I hope not. Because he’s one of the darkest, meanest, sneakiest bad guys you’ll ever meet. He’s SleepyMan. And he loves the wee hours because that’s when his powers are mighty. His stupor powers. Not stupid powers. I said … Read the rest…
She just wanted to grab a few things at the grocery store. But after she paid for the groceries, she went out the store’s front door and was hit in the face with a gust of wind filled with snow. The ground was already covered with about four inches of the white powder. That meant the canyon road home was too. Thankfully, it was … Read the rest…