Frank sat naked on the edge of the cast iron bathtub, hips swiveled out; his long, gangly legs, rooted to the rug. His back hunched over, causing his abdomen—thin as it was— to fall forward in milky folds. Even in winter, his neck, face, and arms were darker than the rest of him, pigment permanently…
Category Archives: fiction
Prologue to Novel in Progress: Miriam’s Suicide Note
October 17, 1941 Dearest Ian, You’ve probably just dropped her off— your typing pool gal— embarrassing words whispered as you left her … oh dear, where did you leave her? Front door or back? Such a conundrum for a man of your renown and sensibilities. After I surprised you two—I can imagine your horror, how…
My Girlfriend
This week’s assignment for the Red Dress Club was to think of someone – it could be a fictional character, a public figure, someone you know – who gets under your skin, and write a piece from his or her perspective. I’m taking a page from Jeannette Walls’ book here. This is true life fiction…
Saving Eva
Eva’s body felt heavy and awkward. In the gray dark of the morning her legs resisted moving her across the blacktop parking lot toward the tinted glass door of the low-roofed, brick building. She walked through Jell-O. Looking around, she gasped. She didn’t think they would be here, not at this hour. She was wrong….
Above Her Raisin’
This is another piece of flash fiction for The Red Writing Hood. The assignment is to write a piece – 600 word limit – about finding a forgotten item of clothing in the back of a drawer or closet. It looks winsome from the sky. The white board fences hem in fields, which fold and…
Fiction: Yo Mama
This is from a writing website called The Red Dress Club, which links up writers’ blogs, and provides a weekly writing prompt. This week’s prompt was to write a piece in which a character was told a joke and the character cried. The post had to be max. 600 characters. I clutch her photo in…
Fiction: Wine Glass
This is a piece of super short fiction from the Red Writing Hood over at the Red Dress Club. The assignment is to write a piece that begins with the line, “I could never have imagined” and ends with the line, “Then the whole world shifted.” There is an painful 600 word limit. 600 measly…
