Be my guest: Richard Godwin’s “Pick-up”
The diner was empty apart from the guy in the corner. He’d been eyeing her all night. Patty was used to eyes on her, sometimes they felt like insects crawling across her deadened skin.
Category Archives: novelists
Born dreaming, 12/17/07
The notorious abode of Vivian, aka “Pretty Woman,” and Kit Welcome to Hollywood! What’s your dream? Everybody comes here got a dream. This is Hollywood, land of dreams. […]
Here’s what’s going on outside
Here’s what’s going on inside: It’s time for a change. The look is too stark, too white, a promoter of milquetoast. Apprehension is allowed to run willy-nilly […]
Forbidden fruit
NOTE: For Banned Books Week and celebrating the freedom to read, this bit is in honor of Robert Cormier, whose book “The Chocolate War” is considered “forbidden fruit” by […]
Invitation Touch And Go
Note: This piece was “penned” in celebration of B-Movie Zombie, Poe Ballantine, whom I have just recently discovered, if you can believe that. I still can’t. “…oh me, […]
Sunday Scribblings – Wision
“Yes I have a pair of eyes … and that’s just it. If they was a pair o’ patent double million magnifyin’ gas microscopes of hextra power, p’raps I […]
Martyr in Heartsville
I wasn’t planning on doing any writing today, well maybe a few comments during the process of reconnecting with the wonderful world of blogging. I had gotten a late […]
Famous last words…or not
I still haven’t forgiven Ernest for not leaving a note. I’ve softened a bit regarding it, however. Some of the outer layers of offense have sloughed off over the years. But […]
The essence of a hook
Dostoyevsky spends chapters intertwining nets of the most intricate details, each minuscule, lengthily articulated one being integral to the whole in some way. You have only to read on to find out where each […]
The Essence of a Thing 