Reflections of a Forensic Pathologist
For readers interested in my published works, I have included a list in the “About” section. If available on the internet, I provide the link. Otherwise the work is in print form in the literary journals and anthologies given. I have finished my manuscript of my memoir, Here, Where Death Delights (although is it ever really finished) and am awaiting Second Readers’ comments. This is a milestone accomplishment!
This has been an exciting month with five more of my pieces accepted for publication. “The Taking Tree” in an anthology entitled ‘It Was a Mistake’ by Free Spirit, out in print very soon. “The Shoe” expected online in Issue #10 of Griffel this month. “First Interview” to be published by Unleash Press in their Conversation Anthology this year. “In […]
I have been working hard on my manuscript. It contains 44 chapters, 15 of which are published in literary magazines. The search is on for an agent to represent me! I am also proud to announce that one of my stories, “Stairwell” published this summer by Jellybucket (Bluegrass Writer’s Studio of Eastern Kentucky University) has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Many worthy authors are nominated by small presses for this award, and very few will win. Still, I am thrilled to see my work in print and to know other writers thought highly enough of it to push it forward. Another piece, “Collapse,” won first place in a flash creative nonfiction contest, 2021, and appears in Dreamers Creative Writing, […]
I’ve had a busy and rewarding summer with many of my essays selected for publication. “Pandemic, the Game” discusses the popular board game created by Matt Leacock, and its lessons for our current world. It appears in The Closed Eye Open, Aldous Huxley themed issue, August, 2021. https://theclosedeyeopen.com/ripples-on-the-pond-ed-2/ “Stairwell” is a story of a woman’s murder and the husband’s searing […]
I’m excited to share my latest recognition for one of my pieces “Watching Her”. Women on writing chose it as the first place winner in their 2021 Q2 contest. Here’s the link- https://www.wow-womenonwriting.com/99-FE1-Q22021EssayContest.html
Afterward, no one could explain why he had done it. It happened while Ashley was watching television, an after-school cartoon, Rugrats, maybe, or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, her face inches from the screen. Her mother would have scolded her for ruining her eyes or absorbing harmful radiation or not doing her homework. But her mother […]
Evelyn had arrived early for the meeting. The curtains were closed on the first floor windows of the motel room. It didn’t matter. The only view was an empty parking lot, on this weekday at lunchtime. A Reader’s Digest lay abandoned on an end table next to a plastic cup of water. Rumpled linens covered the bed, spilling partway to […]
“How long was he out there?” I asked my assistant, who was unzipping the body bag. An aroma of mildew mixed with the sour tang of blood assailed me. The man was face down on the gurney, left in the same position in which he was found. “Two weeks,” Paul answered. “The trooper said the 15-year old son found the […]
The courtroom felt stuffy like an airplane cabin on a transatlantic flight. The defense attorney continued to bark questions at me. Jurors shifted in their seats. At times, a prosecutor objected and the judge would intervene — the referee in a game of words. Counsel spent time asking about each scratch and bump on the decedent, trying to attribute any one of them to a more benign event than the murder. As the medical examiner that had performed her autopsy, I knew the intimate details of the injuries that had claimed her life. She had been savagely attacked, sexually assaulted, and then run over in the road. This lawyer had a hard case to defend. The victim’s blood, and brain matter […]
Tick, tick, tick, tick. The circular clock’s second hand made its way to the hour of 3:00. I had been waiting 45 minutes in this windowless room, seated on an inflexible metal folding chair. The overhead panel lighting cast a yellowish glow over the papers on the table in front of me. I looked over the ten pages, five times, […]
Dark hair was matted to the little girl’s head. Her lips were dried and cracked, her eyes sunken. Amina was gaunt, and less than fifth percentile for height and weight. Despite her olive-toned skin, she was pale. She lay lifeless on the morgue table. I sharpened my pencil, preparing to take notes. Feeling sluggish, I thought about stopping for a […]
“Hi, you’ve reached John and Kelly. We’re not here to take your call right now, so leave a message and we’ll get back to you as soon as we can.” The voice is cheery like the one we all use for our phone tags. I listen to these reminders of the recently departed life with momentary panic. The hair stands […]
Final Words 