Category Archives: Long Story Short

     Jon closed his eyes.      He let himself remember sunlight and a vast field of grass, uneven as it wavered in soft, hot winds.  There was a tree, a stand alone tree at the edge of that field, older … Continue reading →

          They came together to dance.           The air was heavy with mist in the clearing amid the pines.  Aspen trees showed eerie white where they circled the uneven glen, sentinels to the singular occasion.  It happened infrequently, the only … Continue reading →

He packed his things while it was still dark, before the sun was even a suggestion in the sky.  The early hour still held the summer heat, but there was a hint of cool air skimming the ground that presaged … Continue reading →

Jonas lived at the edge of the woods, where the foot of the mountains met the expanse of the valley.  It was a small cabin he lived in; just big enough for his needs and comfort.  Nothing more than a … Continue reading →

           His name was Jeremy, but everyone called him Jem.  Her name was Julia, but everyone called her Jules.  From the outside looking in, they were two people of extraordinary nature, both talented, with lively senses of humor and generous … Continue reading →

            Blind Henry sat in a tiny living room in the middle of Manhattan on a decrepit leatherette sofa.  He liked to greet his guests with a personal riddle.  “How do you like the art on my walls?” he would … Continue reading →

           Joe sat in the window and watched the sunrise tint the sky above the mountains.  There was only the merest hint of lavender at the edge of the horizon, for the sun was behind snow clouds today, but it … Continue reading →

           Switchblade legs in tight jeans, all swagger and style, Jesse would stride down streets familiar and not.  He was all bass line, no chorus.  Jesse always walked as if he owned the macadam beneath his feet.  Rain or shine, … Continue reading →

Jack was flying.            He was wafting on air flows, up, down, as he traveled the length of the long, narrow canyon.  Far below was a river that had done its work carving out the ravine-like gorge that was … Continue reading →

      There was chivalry and then there was the brink of insanity, or more accurately, the abyss.  Who knew that a mere ten months would bring such a change to his life?  Who knew that a night of mad passion, … Continue reading →