It had been a long week without any letters here at Tripler Hospital in Honolulu. He had to admit he had mixed feelings about going home on a medical leave; it meant time with Adele, but his airmen needed him back, too. He took a copy of Tarzan and the Ant Men by Edgar Rice […]
The last two weeks of school is class project presentations. Dusty and I spend one entire Saturday printing and folding our brochures, making six piles of five each. “This is printed crooked,” Dusty tosses it aside, making a tick mark on a sheet of paper. “We’ll have to run off four more.” I laugh at […]
Sometimes life imitates art–in my case, a novel in progress, and a bad one at that, although there are some very sound elements of good writing. As I have taught for years in my writing workshops, all writing projects have the same basic structure: a beginning, a middle and an end. And each component of […]
The morning air was soft with late-summer drizzle. Ada liked the sound of her shoes slapping on the concrete as she walked to Adele’s house. She stuffed letters from Kyle and Rodger into her coat pocket, burying them deep inside. Thinking of Adele, she felt her neck muscles tighten. So much stress for all of […]
Planes overhead. A flash of wing; one of his planes. Rodger bolted from the jeep, tumbling forward, and screamed. “Clear out! Clear …” Where Josephine and Tobias had been, a thin, black column of smoke curled up. The ground was splattered by bullets. Bombs hit the mission. The force of the explosions knocked Rodger off […]