For reasons all my own, not the least of which is the current outside temperature, I’m posting this revised version of a story I posted last January. Remembrance of Things to Come “Only in recollection does an experience become fully significant, as we arrange it in a meaningful pattern.” – from Lydia Davis’ introduction to [...]
We stopped at McDonald’s on our way out of town. Normally if we needed food we would just do the drive-thru but I had to take a leak and we were ahead of schedule to meet Landry and Miller at the lake so we went in. Behind us in line were two kids. One was [...]
The darkness came on quickly after dinner. There was no lingering light on the horizon and I realized that it was autumn now. The meal we had just eaten — steaks and potatoes washed down with Hefeweizen — felt like a guest lingering at a party when you knew you had to get up early [...]
I’m tempted to make my last post, about fishing last weekend, my “fiction friday” post by adding, “And I caught three brook trout and 15 brown trout, one of which went to 18″. But, even though I fancy myself a writer of fiction, I can’t lie that badly. And today, I also can’t post any [...]
When he got to the stream, the stream was gone. It had been rented to someone else. He asked God why He had rented the stream to someone else and God told him the why was not important, there is no why in the free market other than value. But I was going to fish [...]
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