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Publications
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 […]
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Update
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 […]
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Memoir
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 […]
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Publications
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 […]
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Award
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
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When He Snapped
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 […]
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La Petite Morte
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 […]
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The Farmer
“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 […]
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B.I.T.C.H. Part 2
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 […]
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B.I.T.C.H.
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 […]
Final Words 