Blogtober #21: Sci-Fi Square Peg.

Growing up, we enjoyed an interesting variety of tv shows in my household. My Dad was a big lover of classic comedies and shows, which meant plenty of I Love Lucy and Leave It to Beaver. And oh, the sitcoms. Too Close for Comfort, Three’s Company, 227. My mom, on the other hand, introduced us …

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In Plain Sight

“Gin and tonic, please,” he said to the waiter. “My, how tame we’ve become in our old age.” He smiled and turned around. She stood before him, grinning and still looking very much like the 21 year-old girl that had crossed the threshold of the gray building on Fairfax Street so many years ago. But …

it chose me.

It was inevitable that fiction would choose me, that my world would become consumed by it. From the fairy tales my mother brought before me, to the fascinating living stories around me, to the nursery rhymes that incited such vivid images in my mind, to the billowing curtain in my childhood bedroom that, to me, …

speechless.

Writing fiction has been a no-go, party people. And I miss writing fiction. Yes, I've written some poems quite recently (here and here, if you feel like reminiscing), but I am 100 percent a writer, lover, and creator of fiction. I don't exactly know what's going on. Let's think it through: Is it because I …

The Choice.

I haven't shared fiction with you in a while, have I? Here's one you'll likely find in my third collection of short fiction. Yes, another book is coming. Call it a spoiler. Share your thoughts about it in the comments, won't you? Enjoy your Friday and have a bon weekend. *********************************************************************** The Choice The envelope sat …

Contests.

I recently submitted a few of my pieces (two short stories and a poem) for some writing contests. I submitted them with the reminder to myself that 1) I'm not the only writer in the world, and 2) there's a high likelihood that I won't even place, because see #1. I should tell you that I don't …