Category: Fiction

I still wasn’t sure why she wanted me to drive out to the house but whatever her reasons, I had to do something. Continue reading 1406

A dramatic duet about a beaten wife and her mentally ill sister. Continue reading Wings

“That’s right ,” she said sobbing. “You get out of here before I kill you.” Continue reading The Plan

The beach at Kos had no name, yet this did not distinguish it particularly from any other beach that lined the 45-kilometer stretch along the brilliant Aegean Sea. Continue reading Temptations of the Gods

I had just gotten to my brother’s apartment, after somehow managing to sprain both my ankles playing basketball… Continue reading Run-Of-The-Mill, One-In-A-Million

There was something about her. Maybe it was her smile, or the way her eyes twinkled when she spoke. Continue reading Under the Oak Tree

One night, when a newlywed couple were sound asleep in their bed, the husband dreamt he was visited by a genie who told him, “I will grant you any wish your heart desires.” Continue reading Newlywed's Labyrinth

In 1991 Emily Piper, a graduate student at Berkeley, has nearly finished her dissertation on metaphysics when her life is changed by, the great Berkeley-Oakland fire that destroyed over three thousand homes. Continue reading The Metaphysical Touch

The tire flapped and scrubbed as Ginger Curtis looked for a spot to pull over. Finding one, she eased the car onto the shoulder of the road and cut the engine off. Continue reading Daddy's Pick

“Look at him. Isn’t he the hunk of the century? And you think you’ve got him all to yourself?” Continue reading Russian Fingers and Roman Hands

He looks at her, tries to remember what drove him to possess her. Continue reading Lust Dance

Set in the turn-of-the-century, a small town in the city of Vancouver, in southwestern British Columbia, Canada. Here, is the story of a deeply moving love affair between Tristan Haze, a critically acclaimed Canadian writer and his lifetime love, Victoria Clair, only daughter of a popular chocolate maker. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 1

June 1909. Victoria stared dreamily out of her bedroom window. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 2

Since Christmas that year, Tristan and Victoria saw each other almost every single day. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 3

Tristan settled well in England. He studied hard in King’s College, London. He found a simple hostel and life was fine. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 4

April 1920. Tristan got off from the dusty old bus. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 5

September 1920. Tristan and Victoria got married in a little church in town. Continue reading Love on Wheels, Part 6

That night I was meeting Paul at a donor’s house for a dinner party organized to help raise yet more money. Continue reading Lip Service, Part 1

He put down his salad fork and turned to me, his eyes were far away. “Yes, there was a woman who lived in England. She was a professor at Oxford.” Continue reading Lip Service, Part 2

My wedding was small, but I wanted it that way. We spent our honeymoon hiking the mountains of Colorado, off the beaten trails. Continue reading New Beginnings

From the beginning, the child growing inside her seemed aware of the need for secrecy.  It took her monthly flow quietly, swelled her fingers quietly, introduced quietly a craving for mayhaw jelly and Karo syrup straight from the bottle.  Continue reading The House of Gentle Men

“Intelligent, sensitive artist. Unstable creative type. Friend of little children and dogs. Enemy of bankers and landlords. Seeking pretty, slender lady with soft heart and sense of humor.” Continue reading The Love Lottery

I promised myself I would never tell. It matters little now if I do, secrets are made to be told, but where to start? Continue reading Unspoken

Noa’s decision to stop buying kosher meat, without letting her husband Noah know, was, on the face of it, a sudden impulse. Continue reading Foreign Brides: Noa and Noah

She stirred her coffee while looking absently out the window at the traffic on Main Street. No words were necessary now. The look that had passed between them was all the introduction that they required. Continue reading Dream Lovers

You know, I thought all of my teenage ways of daydreaming and pinning for a guy were left behind when I graduated high school. Obviously, they weren’t because right now I’m doing both of those things for a guy I can’t stop thinking about. Continue reading Crazy Love

From the first moment I was doomed. Looking back, I’m amazed that I succumbed so quickly. I’m anything but weak-willed – yet it’s as if I had no defense against her. Continue reading Broken Chains

My friend Sherry thought it’d be just peachy keen if I blind-dated this second removed cousin of hers while he was in town. I didn’t say okay right from the top because I’m not much of a social butterfly. Continue reading Blind Date

I suppose you could attribute it to my curious nature but I can’t stand a secret. The quickest way to irritate me is to say, “I’ve got a secret, but I can’t tell you.” It really drives me nuts! Continue reading Ariadne

Prologue: She said “If only I was her mother…” Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 1

…”You ready to go on a trip you might never forget?!?! Ha ha ha!”  Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 2

“Is that what you needed to get?” Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 3

“Let’s walk in” Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 4

“Pool!” Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 5

“…”I have an idea, just follow my lead” Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 6

“Okay Ian, I want you to just listen to what I’m going to say. Understand me when I say that I fell in love with you from the moment I first saw you, up to now, and I probably will never stop loving you. Continue reading Jeanne and Ian, Part 7

Jeremiah: Thus, his latest work was complete. He applied closure to his work by affixing his signature at the bottom of the once pristine piece of paper, which now housed many a poetic phrase, more than a few scratches, scribbles, and coffee mug stains. Continue reading Parchment, Part 1

November 27, 1998: “Just a half day ago I was seemingly caught in the never-ending glut that was my daily struggle. Not that I have regrets about my career decision, yet, but it has gotten quite monotonous and frustrating for me over the past few weeks. Continue reading Parchment, Part 2

“Janice, you know, this seems all so perfect right now. Almost too perfect.” “C’mere, silly! You can never have things TOO perfect!” Continue reading Parchment, Part 3

His idea? Janice snapped out of her guy-gazing spell, and wondered, what does he mean? “Idea? John, what are you talking about?” She was dying with curiosity to know about John’s mysterious “idea”. Continue reading Parchment, Part 4

“I wondered, why would someone do that, he has money, stability, strength. Continue reading Parchment, Part 5