A Guest on Christmas Eve
Published first here, December 2021
One Christmas Eve, Old Martha sat alone, her cat asleep by the fire.
Read A Guest on Christmas Eve.
Published first on East of the Web, 30 September 2021
Meg rented office #10a where she worked most weekdays, her desk facing the door, the window raised behind her. No drapes. No blinds.
Read Real Writer.
Published first in Deracine, Summer 2020
I close all the windows. The wind is picking up & the dust will blow in. In the streaming sunshine, a man walks alone on the dirt road.
Read Mr. Harris.
A Place to Get Away
Published first in Backchannels, Issue 4 March 2020
Before the wildfire some years back, Grandpa George’s summer place was an ageing cabin, a relic from a time when the mountain resort was a novelty to city dwellers, a picturesque place to get away an hour’s drive from downtown.
Read A Place to Get Away.