The Nice Thing About Strangers

Non-Fiction Short Stories. Travel, oldsters, love, moments worthy of pause. Monday, Wednesday, Friday.

Gift Cards and Gasoline

I had a suitcase with me and it hampered my movements, for I belong to the class of people who hate carrying anything. –Vladimir. Nabokov. Despair.

December 26, 2012 · 6 Comments

Scrawling On…

An author’s fondest dream is to turn the reader into a spectator. -Vladimir Nabokov. Despair.

March 8, 2012 · Leave a comment
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