Category Archives: Short stories, character development

Calling N.Y. @Observer’s main number reminded me I was once Ernestine | Blog#42

Perusing through the New York Observer’s “contact us” page, looking for an editorial contact and finding none, Continue reading Calling N.Y. @Observer’s main number reminded me I was once Ernestine | Blog#42

Look at me | #Writing about #race on Blog#42

Look at me.
I mean, get really close and look.
I don’t fit into your book?
But you see
I have no book
In spite of the way I look

I am neither white, nor brown, or Black
Too brown
Not brown enough
To whites, not white enough
White to  everyone else
But other to all
I am all and I am nothing

An Ay-Rab to one uncle
To another, too much of a Jew

My grievances?
Criticized, minimized
My thoughts?
Reduced as invalid
Derided as of the privileged
My affection?
Pushed away
My pain
What pain?

Look at me!
Really look at me.
See me?

The Bishop and the bad seed | Short Story | Blog#42

The last of the snow had finally melted overnight. Mud season was in  full swing in Eden. She stepped outside into the brilliant sun. The tree-lined dirt road that had been completely frozen just a few weeks ago was now three miles of slippery mush from the turn-off at the highway.  Continue reading The Bishop and the bad seed | Short Story | Blog#42