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The Old Man, Take 3

Remember that story about the Old Man I’ve mentioned a couple of times now? Well, here’s a more complete reconstitution. I think it still needs some work and, of course, my memory of the first story probably puts it on … Continue reading

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South Africa

While I was attending University of California, Santa Cruz, I took a course called “African Women” in which we studied women’s roles in various African societies. The following short story was one of my assignments. I used things from my … Continue reading

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The Old Man, Take 2

Remember that short story I mentioned my teacher lost? Well, it keeps calling to me to write it again. Here’s a short scene I did for that project on July 23, 1999. “There he is again, that stinky old man,” … Continue reading

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Aroma of Coffee

The irony of it all — the very first short story I got published isn’t much like the body of my work. It is a piece of “mundane” fiction; not speculative fiction. Sally couldn’t drink coffee, but she loved the … Continue reading

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