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Letters from Russia serialized in Exode.ca
My work of fictional epistletory literature project “Letters from Russia” is serialized in the writing & essays section in Exode.ca — a new online magazine whose mission described thusly: By...
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Satan Lives in Moab #shortstory
Devil Lives in Moab Note: Thanks to the long defunct Provo band, “Trees” for the title and the also defunct newspaper “the Stinking Desert Gazette” for inspiration for this tale. The Devil lives in...
View ArticleDestined Like A Great Idea
I knew I was completely in love with her the night she made the bean soup. Fourteen kinds of beans in a crock-pot like a suburban housewife would have done. She blushed like she meant it and I told her...
View ArticleEight o’clock A.M. In Some Tacky, Classy Hotel Discovering Mental Health...
I see the sun. For some reason I didn’t think they had the sun here in the daytime. Just at night. Neon night. I stumble towards doors but stop in the lobby. “How’s the luck treating ya?” An old man...
View ArticleWhat I Thought in Sweetgrass #shortfiction
“Where you going?” His first question. A little vague. Well I’ll tell you. That’s a toughie. I wish I knew. Finish school, get a job, wife, kids, that sort of thing. Or maybe not. You know how it goes....
View ArticleI Remember Florida #shortstory
Note: This story uses several lines from the fine Canadian band, Blue Rodeo’s album “Diamond Mine” which served as a departure point so to speak. Cheers to them ‘eh. ## Mostly now, I just masturbate....
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Escalante Flashflood – From Community College to Canyon Bottom #shortstory
With my right hand, I gripped on to the side of the cliff. There wasn’t much to grab on to. The rock was red and sandy. I was perched on the tiniest of ledges which is sleek with the fresh rainfall....
View ArticleAbout Being Stabbed in the Forehead (1990)
His Part: I’m lying in bed and my wife is stabbing me in the forehead. My skull is hard and bony so she uses a rigid dagger and a mallet to chisel it through. This is a peculiar way to die but I am...
View ArticleRight, as in Correctly (1990)
I heard that if you die in a dream, you’re actually dead. I keep waking up. I also heard that Hitler was a vegetarian. Personally, I couldn’t kill fourteen million people, only manage fourteen, and at...
View Article“Shoebox” story collection / chapbook, 1987-1991
Sometime around 2004, i went to a pal’s wedding in Connecticut – knowing i would see some old pals from Utah, unseen for many years, i assembled a run of (whopping) 4 copies of (an obviously...
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