Gold Star

It’s two in the morning, and I step out of my office onto Main Street Small Town USA. I take a few steps, and take a deep breath. The air feels like being back in college in Arizona. It was 100° this afternoon, or hot enough that a few degrees either way doesn’t matter. It…

Kimball couldn’t flip a switch if his life depended on it. Not that it could anymore, not could anyone’s. I had been hoping for a woman. A younger woman within good fashion; a woman whose pragmatism would overcome any deficit in my looks or age, in exchange for my skill set and even temperament. ...

I look at moments, now. See them; experience them. Appreciate them. Appreciate the moment. Against All Things Ending is the title of the final novel in the final series of the Chronicles Of Thomas Covenant, as authored by Stephen R. Donaldson. The protagonist is an anti-hero; a bitter and isolate...

I remember running with you, creature of the night. Not in dark places, but under dark skies. We would dart in and out of the light. Past the houses... correction: past the homes, the places where others were. Voyeur in the literal sense when someone left a window open, a curtain pulled back, or ...

The sky is overcast, and a wall of dark looms larger to the southwest. The storm is coming, and because I am in a river valley, I know that it must be really close for me to see so much of it. It is not a terrible storm, mind you. Just a basic late spring…

I dream. I dream to kiss you. To feel your lips brush mine. For the first time, for the last time. One more time. To be suspended in that moment that is all moments. To be everywhere, to be nowhere, to be the only place there is. A connection. More than mere touching of flesh…

Janice Smith had been an architectural engineer for 23 years. She had distinguished herself not only as a woman in a male-dominated vocation, but also and particularly for her talent at overcoming complicated design challenges on-time and often under budget. Since obtaining her degree she had adv...

My house is a mess. The carpet, a nice pile the color of faded wheat, has a dark gray streak spreading from the front door and splitting towards the bedrooms and across the middle toward the dining room and kitchen. Piles of discarded paper fill two of the corners of the front room, the sum…

She's cute. She's 5'2". Probably late thirties to early forties. Thick, wavy blonde with a hint of red, cut to shoulders. I have no idea about how to identify a hair-style, but whatever it is it looks great on her. Slender build, but strong with a modest figure. Today, she's wearing a red polo sh...

You young pups are probably all keyed into the story of Voyager and her crew. But this is from back in the days of Kirk and the original Enterprise. And I don't mean so far back that everything was new. I mean back when the Klingons were good sport, the Romulans had gone back into…