Mr. Gaskell My grade school no longer exists. My Junior High School was also torn down long ago. My High School? There is a nice lawn there now. The last time I drove by, there was a gaggle of geese lounging about. No worries, as long as they don’t send bulldozers into Harvard Yard, I […]
Federer When I was at Harvard, I was thrilled to take one particular class in The History of Science department. It was taught by I. Bernard Cohen, the founder of the department. Not only did he found Harvard’s world-class department in the history of science, but he also played a prominent role in the creation […]
Paterson I just rewatched one of my favorite movies. It is about a guy who drives a bus in Paterson, New Jersey. That guy, a man named Paterson, is brilliantly played by Adam Driver. This is not going to be a review of the movie. There are lots of those out there, and they are […]
The Land Surveyor: Chapter One (This is the first chapter of a novel that will be published soon) I am not greedy. I give away almost everything that I get. Of course, I have to keep a little to sustain myself, but I don’t need much. I get more than you can imagine from […]
Simpleton Goodness (a piece of flash fiction) Simpleton Goodness, known to her friends as “Oh My,” gently and rhythmically moved her right pinky finger back and forth as she sat alone in the dark. Contemplating her life? Absolutely. Author’s Note: Stop, have you ever given it any thought at all about how in the world […]
Squam Lake (a piece of flash fiction) Kellen was dead, and that was a good thing. She felt safe, as safe as a young woman prancing around the middle of Reverse Vampire territory could. She thought she knew what was what (after all, she was a woman of the world, right?). Lucky for her, I’ve […]
I Love You, too (a piece of flash fiction) Sensitive hearing can be a good thing, but lots of times, having it is totally inconsequential. Did you hear that? Yeah, so what? Can’t you hear it? I think I hear something, but I’m not sure. Know what I mean? I was in the bedroom at […]
Happy Happy (a piece of flash fiction) Geez, that is soooo depressing. Can’t you write something with a happy ending? Of course, she didn’t say that; the context was apparent between the lines of the email she fired off after reading yet another tale of woe. Hmmmm…a happy ending? A happy story? Do I even […]
The Doppelganger (a piece of flash fiction) Sara cautiously made her way down the narrow hall to the bathroom. Another Wednesday, another hangover. The mirror, the same one that had (at least apparently) been there for decades, refused to cooperate this day. Voices, both real and imagined, emanated from the cured and processed sand. This […]
Father Time (a short story) The mound was wet; puddles of water surrounded the deep groove where the pitchers landed as they tossed the ball toward home plate. It sure seemed like the last of the rain had cleared out, at least that is what the local weatherman claimed. If the Iroquois Iroquoian management showed […]