All aboard

Almost two years ago, I was sitting at my mother's bedside in her hospital room, putting the finishing touches on a short story. I submitted it from the armchair at the foot of her bed on September 29, 2017; she died twenty-four hours later. On September 10, 2018—almost a year later—my story, "The Siren and … Continue reading All aboard

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45 is the new 44

No, I'm not talking presidents here. I'm talking birthdays. I turned 45 this week. It's one of those landmark birthdays - not like 50, or course, or even like 40, but it's divisible by five so it's important, right? Truth is, 45 feels pretty much just like 44. Which felt like 43, which felt like... … Continue reading 45 is the new 44