What can YOU say in six sentences?
This year I took small steps, but steps nonetheless.
It was, for me, a year of real financial hardship, but I made it through with the help of some friends and learned that there's a well of generosity in people that I do not always see.
The year 2011 was tumultuous worldwide, and my one regret is that I didn't join an Occupy event, for I am undoubtedly and solidly one of the 99 percent.
I learned the wonderful truth that I am not a novelist but a short story writer,…Continue
Just when her mouth starts to curl upward and one eyebrow arches slightly, he leans in close with a glint of his own and movie magic is made.
When I live with Nick and Nora and their adorable dog, Asta, in Park Avenue splendor, I will be…Continue
1. Stump gave unto Charlene one Garmin dashboard-mounted GPS that she had no use for, since all she ever drove was a half mile to her beauty salon, then a quarter mile to the Piggly Wiggly, so it wasn't like she was going to get lost.
Charlene intuited that Stump…Continue
Last night I dreamed that I was dead.
A friend was walking me around so that I could see my other old friends one last time, and I must have appeared very alive because no one noticed anything amiss.
I felt confused by my own hearty energy and asked my guide if, maybe, there had been some mistake and I had not croaked,
Nope, he said, you're dead all right.…Continue
He is the shell of my grandfather, his once-strong facial bones collapsed, his ropey eyebrows like circumflexes atop the confused Os of his eyes.
I roll him to the park where the scents of wet leaves and woodsmoke have touched off olfactory synapses, our stongest links to childhood memories, and his face spreads wide in a smile of pleasure at the sight of a black Lab leaping for a…
Cora Jean Shiner was no longer speaking to her Daddy, not since she’d brought home her new beau and Stump had mocked his looks.
“I know Stump can’t help hisself, since there's no firewall between his tongue and what’s left of his brain,” Charlene confided in her sister Lolly. “I just wish he’d waited till after Christmas, cuz now everyone’s gonna be taking sides and yak-yak-yak.”
Way back in 1955, the employees of the Hayneville Tool and Die voted on which day of the year they would most like to take off, with pay, in addition, that is, to Confederate Memorial Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas and Independance Day. The unanimous decision (not that there had ever been any doubt) was "the first day of deer season, whenever that is."…Continue
Hayneville, Ala., has been on my mind a lot this week, and I wanted to re-post this trio from a year or two ago. Although it is the setting for the fictional Shiner family, its real people are often more colorful than fiction.
I. Murtice, the Fried Chicken Queen
In Hayneville, if you couldn’t get on at the plant or find a job sheet-rocking, you went to work at The Bottle, a stop ‘n go with a lighted,…Continue
Anoles skitter across the deck and up to the weathered railing where they slowly turn a brownish grey. In summer, they masquerade as lime-green leaves in my old tin bucket filled with sweet potato vines.
But I’m no chameleon.
I stand out in a roomful of virtuous people as the only one who thinks about sex during the keynote speech, as the one who’ll rock the boat.…Continue