Over the last few months I’ve been really well behaved. I didn’t want to upset any applecarts, annoy anyone struggling through the holidays, or drive away any readers from my fellow authors. Not anymore. This morning I was watching cable … Continue reading
Yearly Archives: 2020
The two of them sat there eating spiced cashews from the small plastic tub. One of the caring had left them along with a gigantic pile of Thai noodles and curried chicken. Neither of them had much of an appetite … Continue reading
John Carmody had been Santa for 20 years. Ironically, 2020 was his 20th anniversary as Santa. In that time he’d risen to the peak of his profession. Perhaps not the most wealthy Santa that had ever worn the red suit, … Continue reading
I realize that she has now crossed out the title and sent me an email letting me know exactly how many kinds of kraut there are. But she’s on my naughty list. You see, I studied German for years *don’t … Continue reading
Yesterday, in my usual whiney way of lamenting, I pointed out that Rob Cely had shamed me with his fine story. Looking back over the past week, all of the other members of the Fondue Writers Club have produced excellent … Continue reading
