Written by Eddie LeShure – This piece was written in February, 2002 when Eddie spent a month traveling in East Africa. We continue exploring his time in the Central Highlands of Kenya. After three nights at Masai Mara, with our new driver Elly we headed to Lake Nakuru National Park.Continue Reading
RF Wilson will be reading from his new novel, Deadly Dancing, at 3:00 pm Saturday, Sept. 3 at Blue Ridge Books in Waynesville, NC and October 15, at City Lights Bookstore in Sylva, NC.Continue Reading
Written by RF Wilson – MATURE THEME – Success ~ “We did it,” Sami said, keeping an eye on the rear view mirror. “We damn well did it.” They’d been silent in the car for the past ten minutes, tense, waiting, watching, headed west on US 19-23 out of Asheville. No sirensContinue Reading
Written by Michael F. Havelin – The white delivery van screeched to a halt in the circular driveway in front of the big stone house. Gravel shotgunned from under the van’s tires. It was the final stop on his route. Randy, the dry-cleaner’s 28-year old delivery boy, slid the van’s sideContinue Reading
Written by – “What’s Nana doing, Emmie?” “Oh, she’s reading stories to my baby brother trying to get him to go to sleep,” answered the six year old granddaughter. “I’m too big for stories, aren’t I Papa. I get to stay up late don’t I?” “You can stay up a littleContinue Reading
Written by Benjamin Sonnenberg – You’re going to die, Mother. It will kill you, eventually: these were the words that paced back and forth in his mind. But then came sadness, a despair so overwhelming that it threatened to swallow up his interests and passions, just as the disease had swallowedContinue Reading
Written by John Swart – From October 2014 – I am VERY happy (possibly ecstatic) to report that I completed the Pacific Crest Trail. I reached the Canadian border (mile 2,660) last Sunday about 6 p.m. and hiked eight miles to Manning Park, Canada on Monday to exit the wilderness. After aContinue Reading
Written by Tom Davis – MATURE THEME – I was just sitting there minding my own business, wanting to drink my beer in peace. Gladys don’t like me drinking much, but I don’t never get drunk no more. Hardly. Guess I outgrowed it. Anyways, I wasn’t bothering nobody, when this fellaContinue Reading
Written by Kinslyn Coffey – Today I came home from the hospital with you my bundled pink, squishy-faced, blonde-fuzzed angel. Only yesterday did I realize that you were coming. So quick, so sudden did my stomach expand and ankles swell until you were ready for me to meet you. IContinue Reading
