Category Archives: Fiction

I had to reproduce to have a soul mate. I’ve been ill-married four times now, but at least we made two people while we (all) were taking one another apart. Lily and Vera have been loosed upon the universe. I … Continue reading →

“You’re the only person I know who’s actually read the book,” my daughter wrote. “Is this guy right?” She included a link to an article by some Russian man, about the Bible really being a terrorist manifesto. A few years … Continue reading →

Beau attempted to do something with his classics degree at first. He subbed and then taught as a regular faculty member in a private K-8 school. He tried to start ten- and eleven-year olds on Latin. He beguiled kids with … Continue reading →

Beau developed his personality. He was naturally inclined to talk back and wisecrack, and he grew into telling and playing jokes. Especially in his association with Steve, it worked with the girls. Beau had his high school’s largest collections of … Continue reading →

Some people say golf is the hardest sport to master. Some say it isn’t a sport at all. It’s like cilantro that way; folks seem to have strong opinions about it. Almost from their infancies, Steve Andreini loved the game … Continue reading →

I overheard a bunch of Mom’s conversations with Ward when we lived at the Santa Maria. She wouldn’t let me swim at night and I couldn’t get too far from them in our rooms. I think I even heard their … Continue reading →

Red Cross Disaster Services moved us into a residential hotel. “Efficiency Suites” read the small sign to the right of the office door. Ours was on the third floor: a big living area with a kitchenette in the corner, followed … Continue reading →

It wasn’t too long after she did the math that Mom got rid of the car. For what it cost in insurance and maintenance, she figured we could rent one when needed. But it turned out that renting one was … Continue reading →

After you concentrate awhile on the self-awareness, you realize you need other-awareness too. That’s how you begin to figure out life, and figuring it out, appreciating it, seems to be the assignment. You try to connect with someone else. You … Continue reading →

The next day I did a lot of considering. The visions began. Maybe I should have waited for my new skill to settle into focus. Maybe I could have deferred my god-man while I learned. I never saw us clearly; … Continue reading →