December 2020

This time of year, I don’t want to talk to friends. I want to hunker down beneath my red wool blanket with its tallit of… Read More »On the Verge of December 30th, 2020

Missus Jensen flew from the diner’s serving window into the kitchen. “Hurry, Corinne. Another three orders of lentil soup!”  While Mister Jensen had been absent… Read More »Jensen’s Joint Gets an Upgrade (from my YA novel-in-progress)

Since his talk with la guida, Armantrout became clear about what he had to do. He didn’t want to, or like the idea, had even… Read More »Davie D. Speaks to the Board (from my YA novel in progress)

Samuel and Cleo didn’t waste any time. They jumped into their wagon.  “What’s wrong with those two?” Cleo said.  It all began after Samuel bought Jensen’s… Read More »Bathroom Break (from my YA novel-in-progress)

Sanunique and Pickard landed at a stopover along their migration path with thousands of other birds for rest and recuperation. For days, they had followed… Read More »Along the Migration Path (from my YA novel in progress)

Jensen and Ronstone were not happy campers. They had become transformed into a swollen mess of bee stings, and crawled away until they came to… Read More »Captured by the Cruston Bandits (from YA Novel in progress)