Fiction

The journey to publication has been long and arduous.  As a writer, you know the tumultuousness of traversing a rock filled road.  When you run, you trip, stumble, and fall.  When you take careful steps, you move as slow as the rocks you kick from the dirt.  Either way, you must move forward.  Below you’ll find steps I’ve taken on this journey.  Two of the stories I previously published in lit journals and now I’m offering them through e-readers.

“Time Like Masks” was originally published in South Dakota Review.  A boy confronts his worst fear through the help of a distant relative and reviving a lost Cherokee custom.  Choose from any of the e-retailers below.

Amazon Kindle – Apple iTunes — Kobo

Barnes & Noble NookInktera — Scribd

‘Txtr – Smashwords – Flipkart

“Our Dance” was originally published in American Short Fiction.  A funny story about cousins who receive their Kiowa “per cap” and make choices that can only be redeemed by deep Kiowa kinships.  Choose from any of the e-retailers below.

Amazon KindleApple iTunes

Barnes & Noble Nook – Kobo

Smashwords – ‘Txtr – Inktera

Oyster – Scribd – Flipkart

You can also download eReading apps to your PC computer or laptop for free.  Here are a few links to access free eReading apps:

Amazon Kindle        Barnes & Noble Nook        Kobo        Adobe Reader XI

20 thoughts on “Fiction

    1. Thank you. Been a busy day so I’m just now getting to respond. I’m glad you liked it. The voice in Our Dance story is where my voice is closer today with regard to my fiction. The story is a true account of how per caps played out in my family. I was more of the nerd in the family so I bought books and desks and bookshelves. Things like that.

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  1. Just reread Time Like Masks. I was confused by the ending, why he recognised Turtle, Carl’s mother but the beginning explains the family link. The very last sentence implies there’s history between the narrator and Turtle but it isn’t stated as far as I could tell. I derived the old man visiting the narrator must have been some sort of medicine man? One is left unsure how Carl coped with school life – I’m a sucker for a happy ending. 🙂 I’ve never done a review on a book or story before so am shy to try my hand with this.

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    1. It is a complicated story. The narrator is Turtle’s first cousin. So the narrator would be Carl’s uncle. It was a medicine man that visited the narrator as a child. People often think medicine people only use herbs and prayers but they use other psychological elements as well to heal people. I try to step away from the conventional medicine man just because people will over romanticize it. I’ll allude to medicine people rather than say it outright. Unless it’s necessary in the storyline.

      I want to thank you for reading these two short stories. You don’t know how much it means to me. Sometimes it’s hard to have the fuel to keep going so it helps with others take a interest and get me taking about writing and development. I’m working another short story right now, in addition to the novel, but my plan is to offer that one for free on this blog. I posted the other two on the big company sites as a way to give my writing some legitimacy along with exposure to a broader audience. Those big company’s like Amazon get a lot of people to their sites. But the new one will be for free. I think if I can present it in nice format it will be well received in a blog. Presentation is a big part of things. I’m hoping I can find a reading filter so readers can go through each page like a book, but something I can imbed in my blog. I’ll do more research once the story is ready for the public.

      Well, I’ve talked you’re ear off so I’ll let you go. Thank you again for reading my stories. I am very grateful. You made my day.

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      1. As an aspiring novelist myself I love reading other’s work! Both ears intact so you could’ve kept going! Our Dance has many correlations to indigenous groups in South Africa and I’m specifically thinking of the Khoisan or the Bushmen as they prefer to be called. A strong middle class among black people here has been established quite quickly I think. In Our Dance too I enjoyed the reference to ‘an Oscar’ who preferred his books to the parties. Reminds me of a local coloured writer – Chris Van Wyk – who also confessed to preferring books to playing with his friends, this even as a young child.

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