Gemini: Never Alone

Gemini: Never Alone

She caught him walking across the quad and yelled, “Hey, you!” The boy looped an index finger back at himself, gesturing and mouthing, “Who, me?” “Yes, you.” She marched toward him with the assertive flair of a third-year theatre arts major. “You stood me up last...
Our Thing

Our Thing

Over a bottle of Ram’s Gate 2009 Syrrah, they talked about the earliest event in life that each could recall. The host surprised himself by how far back he could reach, further than the others. He remembered a time when he wanted to match words to things, when he...
Racial Dialog: Listen Up

Racial Dialog: Listen Up

It annoys me when Variety and The Hollywood Reporter refer to screenwriters as “Scribes.” The trade papers call directors “Helmers,” which is to say the captains of great vessels. They call actors “Stars,” glittering bodies in the firmament. But for writers they...
This Is Your Name

This Is Your Name

Their mother read them the note their father left taped to the hot water heater at the foot of the cellar stairs, only moments after she read it to herself. Though some things become lost in the folds of memory—the name of that classmate once loved from afar, a short...
Heat Deflectors

Heat Deflectors

The parking lot at the Camelot doesn’t have much tree shade, and it was 115 degrees that Saturday afternoon, which was her true reason for going to the movies in the first place. The palm trees offered little shade and the fonds could fall on your car with no wind at...
Tom Mix: the E-Book

Tom Mix: the E-Book

This is the cover of the e-book edition of “Tom Mix Died for you Sins.” I like it much more than the original. A new e-book edition of “Andoshen, Pa.” is due to drop soon. I’ll post that cover, also better than the original. Good job,...