I’ll Be Home for Christmas

   There is something about Christmas that calls us back to our roots. I don’t know whether it’s the cold and darkness that causes us to yearn for the companionship of those who know us best or whether it’s merely the atmosphere of tradition that harkens us back to reconnect with the past. Whatever theContinue reading “I’ll Be Home for Christmas”

A Tale of Two Cities

Physically, my weekend started with an early morning flight down from where I live in the Pacific Northwest to attend a wedding in my old home in the Southwest. But mentally, my weekend started with running into a high school friend who didn’t remember me while changing planes in Phoenix. Had I really changed soContinue reading “A Tale of Two Cities”

Salmon’s Run

Ten adult salmon wait patiently in five inches of water. A foot above them, a culvert spills cold fresh water into the bay. All around them lie the scattered corpses of others who didn’t make it, pecked on by ravenous seagulls. It is low tide and the fish are temporarily trapped on their long trekContinue reading “Salmon’s Run”

No Longer Homeless

Most people move in an orderly fashion: They pack their things (more or less neatly) into a truck, drive to a predetermined destination and unpack. That’s how normal people do it. I am not normal. Instead, I pack everything into a truck, drive it to the general area, unload it all into a car portContinue reading “No Longer Homeless”

Short Story Seeks Good Home

Sometimes, I think my story is kind of like an ugly puppy. It’s small (I mean, it’s only 147 KB in PDF form), I have a love for it that my friends think is unhealthy and nobody seems to want it. I’m practically giving it away. I can’t keep it. It needs a good home.Continue reading “Short Story Seeks Good Home”

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”