Microfiction – 052/365

 What is this about? The Liquor Bank Job You could tell they were twins, but life had clearly beaten one of them up more than the other, giving the impression that they’d been born ten years apart instead of maybe ten minutes. Sitting in the right turn lane on Crenshaw at Stocker I saw them …

Condor Canyon

(click to quadruplify) Once again, a little sumpthin’ from the archives, taken at the south rim of the Grand Canyon that was remarkably and gloriously lousy with one of my favorite creatures on the planet on the last day of our 4,500-mile roadtrip in 2006. Susan and I had seen condors via binoculars a long …

Flash Fever

Anyone else relate to these odd symptoms I experienced yesterday? I had something of a widespread low-grade ache that spread across my back, shoulders, neck and head throughout the day that worsened into the evening hours. Shortly after I got home I felt the onset of a fever that partnered with the aching to leave …

Microfiction – 051/365

What is this about? Strange Heat “What happened.” “Jude’s dead. They all are.” “Dammit!” “But it was weird at first. To see them just standing there, twenty at least. They’d come around the bend and seen Jude out in front of the cave. They were watching him. Hungering for him, but didn’t attack. Just stood …

Noirvelist

It was last summer when I read Lucas Crown’s piece in Los Angeles Magazine about the enigmatic life and times and writings of his friend, novelist Mercedes Lambert who died in 2003 at the age of 55. It was last week when I went into the Border’s across from the office building where I work …