I read somewhere that "...a Writer is a Reader that emulates...". While I can't speak for the veracity of that statement I can say with some certainty that these stories read like many of the stories I have read. Here are stories that are complete (as far as I will complete them anyway) and some that are 'in-process' - an eclectic mix of half-finished lies and completed half-truths. Some deserve a completion and one of these days I may go back and finish them. I'm only a scribe - I cannot control the actual outcome of any of the stories.
My favorite ones are the short stories developed under pressure - you have a pencil, a blank sheet of paper, and 30 minutes - where the only words that come to mind are "It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.."
Pencil. Paper. Keyboard.
No idea what is coming. Like the fortune teller said, "...you have something inside; story, poem, something ... and it must come out."
