Just sent my latest manuscript "Pebbles and Shards" to my publisher (Transit Lounge). It's a memoir/travelogue/short fiction-faction that I began in 1995 (much influenced in recent years by reading short form fiction of the likes of Lydia Davies). Here's a sample:
BEAR TRAP
The little boy turned. The light of the moon from the window, above where he sat, caught his expression. But the boy sat still as the bear in the trap howled in the forest. As the crows flew upwards, the stars told him, as he held the glass beads close to his mouth, suck now, they said, before it’s too late, before it’s too late.
BEAR TRAP
The little boy turned. The light of the moon from the window, above where he sat, caught his expression. But the boy sat still as the bear in the trap howled in the forest. As the crows flew upwards, the stars told him, as he held the glass beads close to his mouth, suck now, they said, before it’s too late, before it’s too late.
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