King of the Open Road

Last week, I handed over the keys to my 2005 Honda Pilot to my younger sister. It was an emotional moment, because my baby sister is now old enough to drive. It was also emotional for me because I was saying farewell to an old friend. Call me sentimental, but I have a tendency toContinue reading “King of the Open Road”

Flash Fiction Friday: Running Away

Rick didn’t start panicking until he was 40 miles away from Flagstaff. He was now 20 minutes late for work and driving 80 miles per hour in the opposite direction. He intended to go to into the office as usual, but the moment he got behind the wheel and turned the key in the ignition;Continue reading “Flash Fiction Friday: Running Away”

Shortcut to Sagebrush

Navajo Route 20 is one of those roads you can only find if you’re looking for it. The epitome of rural, is stretches almost 40 miles from Gap, a town you won’t find on Google Maps, to Lechee, near Page. Only a few miles of either end are paved. The rest is a rough, washboardContinue reading “Shortcut to Sagebrush”

I’m Just Here for the Cranberry Sauce

Halfway between Flagstaff and Las Vegas and the highway is empty except for a few lonely semis hauling west. I’m racing freight trains across the wide expanses of the American Southwest, thousands of miles from the nearest pilgrim, and I just want to be at my parents’ house. Thanksgiving is one of those holidays thatContinue reading “I’m Just Here for the Cranberry Sauce”

The Adventures of a Sometimes Bus Driver

I’m not really a bus driver; I just play one on TV. Sadly, I don’t have a fancy commercial driver’s license or air brakes that make a satisfying hiss, but I did have the opportunity to fake it earlier this week. The reasons why I was driving a small bus this week aren’t important. WhatContinue reading “The Adventures of a Sometimes Bus Driver”