This section contains what I call short stories. They may not be short stories by anybody's definition but mine. After studying numerous texts and how-to's about the art and craft of short-story writing, and trying and failing to apply and make sense of all the nonsense, I finally just threw the rules out the window. My method is messier than the textbooks prescribe. I begin with whatever sparks the story idea--a character, a setting, a situation, a snippet of conversation--and I keep writing and massaging and changing until something in my heart or brain says that I am finished. When it feels right, I stop. Not a very precise definition or method, but it takes a lot of the anxiety out of writing stories.
Some of these stories are all fiction, and some are not. I am finished with some, and I am still tinkering with others. Some are better than others, but they all seemed worthwhile at the time I was writing them.
The Great October Possum Massacre | The Shooter |
How Shall I Kill Thee? | Sea Story |
A Cloud Story | The Crowd |
Dickie Stories | Works in Progress |
The Pilgrim |
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