The old saying is that every journey begins with a single step. I wish to point out that, before you take that single step, there is a...

SWEET SORROW “This,” Amy said, “is why I left you.” They sat in a booth, not side by side, but across. “Whattaya mean?” “I mean, Richard,...

ANOTHER TRAGIC POETRY DISASTER Reports today of a poetry spill on the 5. Highway Patrol has all lanes blocked, a real mess in both...

sipping blue even on our evening walk a cloud an enveloping waft of misery and sadness. It tastes of failure and looks familiar. What is...

BEEN FORTY YEARS wake up flinch! wake up rush to put on pants socks shirt shoes jacket outside outside the air is still the air is cold...

We writers are hungry for any form of recognition. Having labored long, usually alone at a desk or table, we are continually bedeviled by...

The grandson is fascinated by tractors. Bulldozers and excavators are cool, and garbage trucks sublime, but tractors rule. He is growing...

This beauty, this glorious chunk of steel, is an Atlas Diesel engine circa 1920 or so. To a subset of gear heads this is legend. For most...

https://www.pacificmaritimegroup.com/how-about-a-little-wire-scarecrow/ Writing is writing, I guess, and here is a link to a Blog post I...

In the Atlas of Imaginary Places there are dragons among the wet damp caves between Forgotten Seas, where the Circular River has left a...

King Winter On a day as this when the winds bear an icy breath, they strip the vines of vineyard leaves, disrupting the careful symmetry...

In a previous life I ran a tugboat pretty much every day. My job was to move tons of raw materials--sand, crushed rock, oyster shell--by...

PICKUP that pickup that wondrous pickup where a dark haired girl and Jim gave me cocaine, Oregon beer and a lift. I had flown into...

I never thought I would live in LA. Like New York, Los Angeles has an outsized reputation, a function, I believe, of movies and...

Numbers Game in the jumble rumble slide & acceleration of the LA numbers game— 710, 110, 405, 105— you get bored. Look around. Not at the...

I look at our Blog and realize it has been over a year since the last post. It has been a tough year. Both my partner and I have lost our...

A few years ago we were walking through the wilds of Beverly Hills and stumbled upon an exhibition of items up for auction. It was art...

Sometimes I fly...all the way to the garage. Tinker with some wood, a Japanese saw and some sandpaper. There is something soothing and...

This story appeared in GREAT LAKES REVIEW Queenie, the County Sheriff, and the Deputy by Travis Stephens December 31, 2020 “There is a...