The Slow Train To Rishikesh-Three Chapter Sample

One Hiresh sat that July morning in the main railway station of Surat, India, waiting for the Swaraj Express from New Delhi to arrive. It was summer and unbearably hot and people were swarming all around the station, endlessly to and fro past Hiresh, so that the primary thing on his mind had become, how long will it take for the Swaraj Express to arrive and how long will it take for the station master to turn the train around and send it on its Read More +

The Last Love of Eleanor Sands-Five Chapter Sample

One It was spring, 1965 and one of those glorious days in Southern California, when a dry wind blows out from the desert and the sky is china blue and eternity seems to be right there, just beyond your reach. My father was busy backing his Rambler station wagon out of our garage. My mother, my older sister Rose and I were standing out in the driveway, waiting for him to clear the garage door, each of us washed, starched and perfumed in varying degrees. Read More +

South on Pacific Coast Highway-Five Chapter Sample

One   The first moment of awareness came with a gasp. I bolted upright and found the white paneled walls of a small bedroom closing in around me. A collection of cat figurines littered the distressed, mauve-colored dresser. Dried floral arrangements were scattered here and there around the room. A woman lay face down under the sheets next to me. So who the hell was she and how had we met? My mind was racing wildly for answers When the chintz curtains rustled in a Read More +

The Tribe-Chapter One

From a novel in progress…   One It had turned out to be one of those days along the far northern California coast—damp and dreary with a steady drizzle falling and a thick gray sky hugging down closely to the forested hills. If you have ever been up to that part of the country, you know what I mean. There are days when it rains in buckets and the air is scrubbed clean and it seems as if all that is defiled in this world Read More +

I’m Already in Bondage, Thank You

Excerpt one from my young chick novel in progress, When Men Become Civilized   My girlfriend Kate kept going on and on about that book. And now the movie too. She wanted to get a dungeon or something. “Kate, that is so stupid.” “Why? Brett’s into it. Everybody’s into it these days.” I screamed. “No, I’m not into it.” Kate shrugged. “So, what about you?! What do you want?!” “I’m just curious, okay?” Kate was glued to a rerun of 2 Broke Girls and getting Read More +

If Not Yet Civilized

Excerpt two from my young chick novel in progress, When Men Become Civilized   Unable to sleep, I propped myself up in bed with my I-pad and typed in a search.   How to get away with murder.   Well, maybe it would be best if I didn’t go down that road. No way to tell if someone was watching, but probably. I tried the phrase ‘empowering women’ instead and oddly enough, this quote by Gertrude Stein came up.   “If a man is not Read More +

Kate’s Hanging

Excerpt three from my young chick novel in progress, When Men Become Civilized All that next day, my brain was operating on a binary level, one moment reliving the previous night’s ecstasies, the next moment, searching around for a more advanced trainee. When Kirk, a guy over in design passed by my cubicle and smiled sweetly in a nonsexual way, my radar unexpectedly locked in on him. He certainly set off all the right bells: trim, introspective, reminiscent of President Kennedy sailing at Hyannis Port Read More +

Chapter One

Countless stars in the black void. That was all I could see. And so many of them, they were like the roe of God, shimmering in the womb of an infinite night. Lost in the wonder of it, I had completely forgotten my work until I heard Target’s voice crackle in the speaker of my spacesuit. “Argos-277 to Apollo! Argos-277 to Apollo! Is anybody up there fucking paying attention?” I looked down into the mine shaft where Target was working, unable to see him but Read More +

Mexican Prison Breakout

An excerpt from The Trip Into Milky Way… Stan circled around the base of the hill, positioned the chopper in line with the parking lot and began his ascent along the slope of the hill. Bart had the tear gas loaded. At the last second, Stan punched the throttle open full and we popped up like a balloon, looking at the main gate from across the parking lot. Bart got off two rounds of tear gas and hit both adjacent turrets with precision. The guards Read More +

On Women’s Equality

That any woman was ever subjected to the whim of any man seems to have only one explanation—a man’s superior physical strength. It is an idea writ large in nature. Thus, it’s easy to imagine, somewhere back in the mists of time, our Neolithic menfolk witnessing this apparent superiority and thinking, well, if it’s good enough for nature, it’s good enough for me. With the advent of civilization, recorded history provides us with abundant examples of this presumption to women as chattel. Paris abducted Helen. Read More +