Worse than failure
Success is always close to failure — Michael locks the doors carefully. His gleaming dream is waiting for tomorrow; well prepared. Would hours training, tuning engines pay? Would he stand […]
Success is always close to failure — Michael locks the doors carefully. His gleaming dream is waiting for tomorrow; well prepared. Would hours training, tuning engines pay? Would he stand […]
Hollywood. She’d realized that rhinestones shine like diamonds; that marble can be trompe-l’œil plywood. She’d found herself in platform-shoes handling days of fading dreams. Amanda learned to smile; giggle to […]
Dead man still recalls the lost sensations of his final smooth claret, the crystal curvature of expensive glass; cool against his manicured hands, the way his solemn loneliness was reflected […]
“Some age gracefully — constantly learning and adapting — while other are left as rusting debris on deserted parking lots; waiting for renewal that will never come. Some find new […]
“It’s been a while.” Sergei touched his graying mustache. “Tell me more captain,” Ivan caressed the controls gently. Under the surface all sounds were muffled and he found himself whispering. […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis