The book in question is Nate Turner: Negro Cowboy. If you remember I was given a writing prompt to write a 1,000-word piece about a genre outside my comfort zone. I chose western and used a run-away slave as the protagonist, named Nate Turner.
Tag Archives: Short Story
My Writing Progression
Hello, my loyal readers. I’m hoping you enjoyed your summer and now Autumn is here and one has to wonder where has all the time gone? I was busy at work and got to see my sisters when they came up to visit. I experimented with A/I helping me be a better writer. Don’t worry it didn’t draft my books, blogs, or short stories.
Plum Crazy
Plum crazy was a color that Chrysler unveiled for the Plymouth Barracuda, though Rachael Brodzinski had no idea what year that was. She just bought a purple ’69 Cuda at a used car lot outside Chicago’s South side. It had white vinyl interior, a screaming 340 cubic inch V-8 and lots of attitude that went well with hers.
Some People Never Learn
Perhaps it was because it’s my Monday. After all, I left my phone where I laid it on the dining table on my trailer with every intention to pick up on the way out the door. But something distracted me again and it sat on that table where I left it. Anyway, I get to work and of course that’s when I realized the phone isn’t in my shirtContinue reading “Some People Never Learn”
BLAMELESS
The street had gone quiet enough for her to hear her own breath. She noticed the man only after she crossed beneath the weak cone of a streetlamp—a dark shape half a block behind her, moving when she moved, stopping when she slowed. She crossed the road without looking back too quickly, willing herself not to run.
Newest Release
Hello, my loyal readers. My latest release is available live on Amazon and anywhere else you get your books. Evil That Men Do, Book Three of Four Season, is a continuation of the epic saga featuring the women protagonists who become pivotal in books four, Road to Nowhere, book five, that’s already self-published titled Clockmaker and Red Widow, and book six, Desperado.
Bad, Good and Sad
It’s been one hell of a week I’ll grant you that. Sorry my loyal readers for not reaching out to you earlier. It does seem like events occur by luck or fate, in terms of threes. This past week was no exception. Remember the Clint Eastwood Spaghetti western, The Good the Bad and the Ugly? This would be entitled, Bad, Good and Sad.
Hot Rod Lincoln
The heat above the track didn’t just rise—it shimmered. It was a midsummer night, long past midnight, and only the headlights of two powerful cars cut through the darkness as their V-8 engines rumbled. Beyond them stretched pitch-black emptiness and a sky crowded with stars.
Strange People
It’s me, Tommy, you know Master Jerry’s cat. Elsa and I had this strange visit the other day by these strange people that just came in out of the blue. At least I wasn’t aware they were coming. It does explain Master Jerry’s strange behavior before they arrived.
Under The Bridge
“You got the shit?” The angry appearing Black man sneered at the dwarf with big mutton chops and one patch over his left eye. They rendezvoused at Monroe Street Bridge. The Hunter’s Moon was full and white and bright; there was no need for streetlights as the satellite showed everything this October night a little after midnight.
