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Carl walked into the office at Offgoods’ Trading Co. and seated himself uncomfortably in a throwback wooden armchair, clearing his throat to further announce his arrival. The company’s eponymous owner, William, scribbled diligently away at his desk, seemingly oblivious to … Continue reading
In the Golden Times, the times of Timbok’s father’s father’s father, before the Burning Rains came, the Manzanita grew thick in the Valley of Fantasy. Small rodents hid beneath the Manzanita’s gnarly thickets. Birds nested safely in their bounty of … Continue reading
Emmet Brosnahan, self-appointed poet laureate of Galway, sat nose to the countertop in a pub of forgotten name on E 91st Street. His head was supported only by an elbow, that being at the other end of a firm grip … Continue reading
The old man – Billups is his name – lives alone in a rickety wood-shingle, house. It stands at the end of a short, dirt road at the south end of town that runs alongside the vacant lot where the … Continue reading
Dr. Jacob Richards, PhD, slipped gracefully along on the snow, lagging behind his guide. Their tracks were the only blemish in the pristine powder squeaking beneath his snowshoes, refusing to pack in the extreme cold. His dual-pane helmet and layers … Continue reading
1968 was a strange time that stood in a world by itself, where armed militia waged war against college students, while blocks away, colorfully-robed Hare Krishnas chanted mantras as they danced in the streets. The Beatles were dominating the pop … Continue reading
Adam Drake wasn’t always a successful author. No, it’s true! Once he struggled with the same challenges and frustrations any of us would. So what changed all that? They say that behind every great man is a great woman. Adam’s … Continue reading
“You’ve got to help me, Doc! I can’t take this pain anymore! There’s got to be something you can do.” Dr. Wexler rubbed his chin thoughtfully before sterilizing the stethoscope and returning it to the top drawer of a cabinet … Continue reading
There was a time (and it almost never really matters, when such things occur, what time that truly was) when the rains poured incessantly from the sky. They poured and they poured, and it seemed there would be no end. … Continue reading