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Paper Trail

Jigsaw geography of a novel in progress (The Last Furies).

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Masks

Excerpt from a novel-in-progress: It was in the year _______, that a maskless society had ceased to exist. A decision was made by people who made decisions of that nature (yes, the masks, the decision-making, the proper authorities, all this … Continue reading

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The Jackdaw and the Doll

In what has been an inspired harmonizing of words and art, and a storyscape richly carved out of light, shadows and dream-stuff, The Jackdaw and the Doll has been completed. This fable, penned by yours truly, and illustrated by pen-and-ink … Continue reading

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The Writing Life

Sneak-peek into the process: I always write by hand, with my F-402 ballpoint pn (black ink), in one-subject spiral notebooks, the cheap kind that come in different colors (mostly I go with red, purple and yellow, occasionally blue or black, … Continue reading

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The Little Prince

Happy birthday, Little Prince! 77 years ago today (April 6, 1943) Le Petit Prince was published in France. This star-carved gem of a book, which remains one of my heart-play favorites, bestowed a timeless message that continues to echo with … Continue reading

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The Way of the Fool

Far from the madding crowd, a whisper called to me, its soft tiny tenterhooks tugging—this way, this way. I followed its invisible trail. Where would it lead? To whom did the whisper, the voice belong? I walked until I saw … Continue reading

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The Soldier

Excerpt from All the Last Furies. He swept me into the storage room of the inn. Baited me with the promise of candy. Something so simple, and yet candy might be the ultimate siren for children, its lure a golden … Continue reading

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Desert Spleen

Excerpt from All the Last Furies, novel-in-progress. Bert and George. A Couple of Real Coons. That was the title of the program. Arturo didn’t know what the term meant, why coons, but he could feel the seeds of malignancy implicit … Continue reading

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The Shroud

K’s personal “Boogeyman”: The Shroud. From The Jackdaw and the Doll.    

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The Storyteller

Page from The Jackdaw and the Doll, a fable I wrote, which is being illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. Inspired by a story about Franz Kafka.    

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