Sometimes I hate my editor Barb. She is very good at what she does, I will admit that. She can take my sterling prose and put just the right gloss on it to make it even more sparkling. She is also my biggest fan and my loudest cheerleader at "Participation" magazine. I'm sure you have read at least one of my articles. It might have been my cover story about...
2007. Thirty eight thousand feet above the Atlantic. I can feel her looking at me and I check my watch again; three hours till we land. I'm dressed in jeans, combat boots, an Epoch tour shirt and my old army jacket, which I thought would keep me relatively disguised... I was wrong. I tried to avoid getting spotted by getting a red eye flight as well and go...
It was a miserably wet day and Rachel was driving home after her day's work at the radio station. Her mood was attuned to the weather. The carnal delights of Amsterdam had faded into a distant memory and she felt in need of somebody in her bed. Since returning there had been nothing but trouble of one sort or another. The friendship with Kate seemed to hav...
Please give me the support of your vote. * After the recent elections with the Republicans not only winning enough seats to control the House of Representatives but also the Senate as well as many governorships, Susan turns Republican. Susan didn't understand why so very many Democrats, 67% percent of her party didn't come out to vote in the midterm elect...
It was the summer of 2002 and I had just turned 21 years old. I lived in a house near my college campus with two other friends. I had a steady job as a server at a fancy restaurant most nights, which brought in great cash, so my days were wide open for lounging around in the sun while my roommates were hard at work. This particular day didn't start out any...
I arrive back at my dorm room on a warm Saturday afternoon after spending the day at the library. Final exams are coming in two weeks and I'm spending all my time studying. Things have been stressful and all free time has disappeared. I set my books on my desk and sit down on my bed to relax for a moment. I turn on the stereo and put on a CD to chill out to....
I was a senior in high school at the time. My mother had kept me home an extra year as a child, so I was already well into my 18th year, and I was especially ready to move beyond the local school culture. We lived in a small neighborhood of Town Houses, a popular design of the 70's era, We had moved into the house when it was new just 5 years earlier. I ca...
Adina's fever burned through her like a vicious entity possessing her body. Being sick was a normal part of life in the wastes. You either survived it or you didn't. But she'd never been sick like this, even when she'd nearly died of influenza when she was sixteen. The awful feeling of being too sick to sleep and everything else that came with it wracked her...
Earl was just checking the news on his tablet when he heard the mailman stop. He went over to the window and saw him put some mail in the mailbox. "Please let it come today." Earl murmured aloud as he opened the door and made his way to the mailbox. He pulled open the black door and was rewarded with an inconspicuous brown envelope. "Yeah!!" Earl exclaim...
Ring, ring. "Hello?" "Hi, Mrs. Martin, this is Bob next door." "Bobby dear, good morning! How are you?" "Just fine ma'am, and you?" "Oh, that's enough with the 'ma'am' stuff, young man. I'm still in my 30's, and 'ma'am' makes me feel old. I've told you before: call me Cindy." "Yes ma'am." "Oh, ha ha, very funny. What can I do for you, dear?" "Well......