Before I dive into this wonderful little story, I’ll do what I always seem to do in these entries and wander down a path that has absolute...

  It happens, of course – After realizing, through reading hundreds of these stories over the past sixteen years, that not every story will ...

  I remember February 20, 2020 , picking up the BASS 1992 anthology, flipping it over to read the list of authors collected, and seeing DFW&...

  When I was reading and writing here more frequently, I remember the feeling when the story delivered a surprise. I’m not talking about...

In most of my reflections on these stories, I write about how they provide an outlet for discovery – mostly self-discovery. This story did j...

  Spanning pages 230-269 in the anthology, and with my battle to regain my attention span, I found this story to be a mountain to climb....

  What a feeling it is. Gently resting on my lap, the opening a book, the paper cover and inner pages under my dry fingers. I rub the pages ...