The unexpected costs of infiltration
“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. […]
“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. […]
The word juggle on trifecta fits perfect for this story. Therefore I post it there. On twitter there are various daily wordgames or prompts. I have in this haibun combined […]
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