The Man in the Shadows

I never should have picked up the bag. Continue reading The Man in the Shadows

Marking Time

The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or not, is unintentional.  Fifteen minutes to three o’clock. I was nervous. I flew into Vancouver early this morning. Why did I agree to meet him today? By Continue reading Marking Time

Work in Progress

There are a couple things about keeping a blog that I find frustrating. One is the administration of the blog itself. For example, I would like to also post some of my creative writing, but I’d like it to be Continue reading Work in Progress

The Fountain Pen

The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or not, is unintentional.  There’s something special about the feel of a nice fountain pen; it makes you pay more attention to your penmanship. Penmanship – ha! People Continue reading The Fountain Pen