Looking at my battered, coverless Wal-Mart road atlas from 2003, I surmised it was about an hour and change Batesville to Searcy. Which, of course, it exactly what the redhead with green eyes told me. I felt an energy I... Continue Reading →
Here is chapter 1 of a flash fiction novel/short story collection. Whatever it ends up being. This was written a long time ago, well not that long ago. But starting with this one, I'll be writing once a day to... Continue Reading →
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