Where Did the “Turning Point” Take Sophie?
From my soon-to-be-released Short Stories for the Soul: “Turning Point” Sophie cringed at the smell of medicine and reached into her Louis Vuitton purse for her Eau de Cartier. She sprayed a bit on her neck and wrists then hesitated in the doorway. A curtain shielded the bed. The lights were off, and the TV loomed silently. She gripped her purse handles tightly with her right hand, mindful of the bandage around the scrapes on her swollen left hand. Her nail polish remained remarkably intact. Deep breath. What would she say? If he were asleep, she could…
What Was Inside “The Dancer”?
I will soon release a book of short stories that I think you’ll love. In this next ten week series, I’ll introduce the openings of each one. I’m curious to know what you think of them. 2. “The Dancer” Are my body parts being robbed, or am I just living too long? Grace let the door shut behind her. She laid the mail on the kitchen table and sat down, then pulled off her shoes and massaged her feet in circular motions, one at a time, the way her doctor had shown her. The walk through the apartment halls…
What Happens in a “Far Encounter”
I will soon release a book of short stories that I think you’ll love. Over the next ten weeks I’ll introduce the openings of each one. I’m curious to know what you think of them. “Far Encounter”—————————— A mud puddle can do so much. Sean McGregor sped his motorcycle down a narrow, rock-studded road through the Haitian countryside. Men stopped and stared, machetes hanging in their hands. Half-naked children lined up in front of mud huts and waved. Fruit-laden donkeys jittered at his engine’s roar and backed up, no matter what direction they faced. Endless bumps jarred Sean’s wrists…
Heaven Sent Me Back
I’ve been writing a book manuscript with Roxanne Wermuth, who has Chronic Progressive Multiple Sclerosis and had a heaven experience. We’re calling it Heaven Sent Me Back. Here’s the first chapter. I’d love to see your comments. Chapter 1 Return to Sender I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory. Psalm 63:2 Against my will, my eyes started to open. Please, God, don’t send me back. I shut my eyes again, hoping and praying I would still be in the other dimension when I opened them. With absolute resolve, I stopped breathing and…
