When you're staring at three years for one novel (and counting), dashing off these little 700 word stories can be very alluring. Almost irresistible. So there's another story up at Tribe's Flashing In The Gutters. Thank you, Tribe, for letting me have just one more.
5 comments:
Dave -
I loved this story. Man, it's exactly like this place in Owego, NY. The bridge, the bar, probably the kid too.
I'm glad to see you're back to crafting these short stories. The last one stayed with me like a hangnail...I just kept picking at it...a litle blood...oh, that's good pain...
Glad you liked it, Ted.
I'm thinking of expanding this story a bit, make it a real homecoming. In fact, that's not a bad title for it.
Three years? David! I know I'm slow ...
One NYear's resolution was to writer faster ...
Jeanne
It doesn't help that I write the first draft in crayon, Jeanne.
Goddamn, that's a good story. Nice work.
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