The most powerful words in any language may be “Once upon a time” or “In the beginning …” The words arrest your attention at once: “Listen up! I have a story to tell, and it all starts here, whatever ‘it all’ may turn out to be.” It all began when … We never realized untilContinue reading “This is what happened”
Category Archives: Stories
Willow finds a home
Once upon a time, in the Land of Wisconsin, in the County of Door, a good noble dog we’ll call Goldie gave birth to six puppies. There was Willie and Walter, and WoWo and Wilma, and Wooster and Willow, and they were the sweetest golden puppies you ever did see. They played and they played,Continue reading “Willow finds a home”
Cliff’s Notes Novel
The journey was epic, but the Woodywacs finally made it from one place to another. The reason for the journey is lost to the ages. Were they leaving their ancestral home to find a new homeland, or were they returning home? No one knows. They just know that the epic journey was made and theContinue reading “Cliff’s Notes Novel”
It’s a secret project, OOoooooooHhhhhh
The other day I wrote about how I wish I could start a habit of writing fiction every day, and I tossed in an aside to the effect of “That gives me another idea, but I’m going to hold that in abeyance until the idea is more fully formed.” Today I am still not goingContinue reading “It’s a secret project, OOoooooooHhhhhh”
Random scribbling before dawn, Part III
Why do I love Godzilla? And specifically, why is the first Godzilla movie (both Gojira, the magnificent Japanese cut, and Godzilla King of the Monsters, the American re-edit with Raymond Burr) one of my favorite films of all? I suppose it has something to do with fire and explosions and all those things that kidsContinue reading “Random scribbling before dawn, Part III”
Moose, Gnome and Cow meet Squirrel
One day the Moose, the Gnome and the Cow went for a walk. Little white flurries flew, and the waves roared in the bay at the bottom of the hill. “It’s not a fit night out for man nor beast,” said the Gnome. “It’s not nighttime, but I agree,” said the Moose. “Moo,” said theContinue reading “Moose, Gnome and Cow meet Squirrel”
In the days after Sunset Electronica
(A conversation in a world after the devices stopped working.) The Printer grinned an ironic grin. “See, now, there’s the whole point. The printed forum was a place where the community gathered, and people wrote their piece, and views were exchanged with a common respect,” he said, recalling the times before the times before theirs.Continue reading “In the days after Sunset Electronica”