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A Drive Down Into Baja

As a final thought before heading out the door the next morning, I changed the message on my phone. If you want to know where I am, it’s down in Baja. Look for a trailer along the sea. It’s about 200 miles south of the border I climbed into my old red and white pickup and headed south in the early light. The traffic was not yet heavy at that hour. Just a few souls heading into Laurel Lagoon on their way to work. Half Read More +

An Afternoon At Sal’s Place

An excerpt from my novel in progress, Love In A Dying World Determined to do something good in this world before I left it, I called and arranged a meeting with Wickerman. When I arrived at his place an hour later, the storm had finally broken. A wonderfully jig saw puzzle sort of day was unfolding along the coast. “Right on,” Wickerman said when I explained about Benjamin and what his band of protestors had planned. Wickerman’s squinty eyes were sparkling. I never mentioned that 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 +

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 +