Short Stories
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 10
The following morning Lincoln arose and looked out the window onto the front lawn. The first thing he noticed was a throng of people standing a hundred yards away being held back by a…
ENOCH ASHLEY’S LAST SONG
Greg Baldry was sixteen when the band Frigid Pink released the classic song, House of the Rising Sun. He heard it on a jukebox in a local malt shop in the small Midwestern town…
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 9
Chapter 9 After visiting Seward, the President and Stanton spoke quietly during the carriage ride back to the White House. Lamon rode ahead on horseback, alert for anyone foolish enough to take another…
THE LIBRARY OF UNWRITTEN BOOKS
July 2, 1961 Ernest Hemingway opened his eyes. Then he closed them again. When he reopened them, nothing had changed. He found himself sitting on a fine leather davenport, perhaps the richest…
REMEMBERING MY OLD MAN
Last Saturday, May 30th, marked the tenth anniversary of my father’s passing. Sadly, the date flew completely under my radar. I’m usually mindful of these milestones, but I was busy. Golf,…
THE LAST MANUSCRIPT OF ROBERT MORGAN
A Tale of Ambition and Temptation, and the Devil’s Bargain Behind American Literary Fame Part 1 – Harper’s Magazine “I have no special regard for Satan; but I can at least…
JUST KEEP WRITING
Having nothing better to do on a rainy Saturday morning, one that unfortunately canceled my tee time, I started going through old emails in an ambitious attempt to delete a hundred or so.
A SPACE IN TIME – CHAPTER 8
“I don’t think you should be getting up, John,” Herold said. Booth had already stood up, grimacing from the pain. He looked at Herold squarely before responding. “I’m not interested in what…
LONG TRIP BACK TO DALLAS
Some stops change more than your route Chicago traffic was unbearable, the very reason he had come off the road years ago. It had cost him the bigger salary, but Larry hadn’t missed…
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