The following is an excerpt from Robert Block’s novel Ardensville. Harold Harold Vinnoir. He came from Minnesota. He is a...
Backhoe Bob sat in the gas-station diner with the Sheriff, who also happened to be named Bob. Locals have been...
This is the beginning of Colin’s novel The Virtues of Destruction, now available on Amazon. * Hidden within one sharp and brooding...
One Joe Dell, sitting on a basswood stump, looked at the dirty handkerchief, now bloody, that he had wrapped just...
The rain is a hell of a thing. It can bring us back to memories of the past, those memories...
The offerings were ready, and I thought that my lion cat must be hungry. It was a blistering summer day....
Our first summer storm arrived in the wee hours of a warm mid-January morning. As lightning flickered against the curtains...
Two classes later, I walk into Advanced Biology consumed with worry about what Mr. Crouse will say to my parents,...
Neil knew he should be the one to start the neighbour’s combining this year. At seventy-nine, his father’s neck is...
Old Man lived at the peak of Ghosten Mountain, not two miles from my boyhood home. Covered in pine and...
Farming is an essential part of the human story. Although the number of farmers is declining world wide, many people...
The clouds of fugitive dust from the dirt roads were blowing back across his windshield, obscuring his vision. He almost...