The old man felt at home in the gloaming. He leaned close to the window, the fresh air teasing his nose and the whiskers of his long, white beard. All day he felt the oppression of his old body, a weathered hull tired of the ocean’s endless lapping.
—-Jared Graham, The City of Things Finished
Sailboats on White Rock Lake, Dallas, TX
Read it here:
from The Citron Review
But those in the mix know what blood tastes like.
—-Nancy M. Michael, Sea Change
Approaching Storm, Dallas, Texas
I used to take a month each year to comment on and link to short stories published online.
Short Story Months:
I haven’t done that for a while, but have been thinking about it. That doesn’t keep me from reviewing them one at a time. Last year, I wrote about Driven Snow by Nancy M. Mitchel. The author commented on my blog entry (with the surprising revelation that the story was true and the woman survived). She mentioned that she had another story on the Akashic book website, Sea Change.
Go read it – a short, pithy read. Then you can come back and read the rest of what I wrote.
It’s of an interesting construction in that the protagonist isn’t directly involved in the action. Stories like that are cool because there are two stories – the main, observed action… and the reaction of the observer. It’s quite a feat to accomplish this in so few words.
“Only I have no luck any more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea
Galveston, Texas
“There’s nothing––absolutely nothing––half so much worth doing as messing about in boats.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind In The Willows
Tugboats, Galveston, Texas
New Orleans
Mississippi River, from the Algiers Ferry, New Orleans
I wanted some Chihuly Wallpaper for my computer at work, so on the last week of last year I went down to the Arboretum for the end of the exhibit and took another photograph of the boats full of glass on the infinity pool. I added a little Photoshop to disguise the transition from the pool to White Rock Lake.
Click on the image for the full-sized version.
Chihuly Boats full of glass at the Dallas Arboretum. White Rock Lake in the background.
These might not be as good as Peggy’s… we seem to be taking pictures of the same things – sort of Dueling Chihulys, so to speak – but it’s all good.
For a larger and more detailed copy, Please go to Flickr
For a larger and more detailed copy, Please go to Flickr
For a larger and more detailed copy, Please go to Flickr
Bill Chance 