by jeffrey | Apr 7, 2024 | Non-fiction, Real Life, Uncategorized
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by jeffrey | Mar 26, 2024 | Uncategorized
Hey friends, If you haven’t heard yet, I have recently taken my writing to the next level by getting a “Substack.” That is a new service that I will be using to communicate with my subscribers and especially those who wish to sponsor my writing...
by jeffrey | Aug 26, 2023 | Non-fiction, Real Life
Hello to the four or five of you who have been reading along with me as I have been serially publishing installments of The Saragossa Bottling Company. I have pushed myself since October of 2022 to have a chapter ready by Sunday at 11 a.m. every week, and have only...
by jeffrey | Aug 19, 2023 | Fiction
Ringo’s luck at dodging bullets had not changed. In the fusillade of munitions that bombarded the house in those pre-dawn moments, he took a bullet through the fleshy part of his left inner thigh. The blood poured so fast from the wound that he would have been dead in...
by jeffrey | Aug 12, 2023 | Fiction
“Before I start, let me get one thing out of the way. Bo, did it not occur to you that the gun that you held to my head was the gun that my father gave you?” What a way to start. She was upset with the rough treatment and accusations. Now she had our attention and she...
by jeffrey | Aug 9, 2023 | Fiction
Hello friends! You may be wondering what happened to this week’s installment of The Saragossa Bottling Company. Not to brag, but I was experiencing relief from the Austin heat, and an outstandingly fun time with my son and his new wife in the beautiful,...
by jeffrey | Jul 29, 2023 | Fiction
Read from the beginning Dimity gasped and stiffened in my embrace. Conflicted, I held the gun aslant to her head, just so she’d know it was there but not to threaten her life. Like a cobra, she bowed up for a brief second, her hat falling to the ground. Her chamomile...
by jeffrey | Jul 22, 2023 | Fiction
Read from the beginning We stepped out the door into a thundering rainstorm. Ringo started the motorcycle and I got into the side car. It all seemed reckless and desperate, and frankly hopeless. “I know some mountain shortcuts,” he said, “that she would not be able to...
by jeffrey | Jul 15, 2023 | Fiction
Read from the beginning “Could someone have stolen it?” I asked. “No one knows we’re here. Only Dimity.” “Ha. Yeah, well we know that’s not…wait, you’re not suggesting…” Ringo ran his fingers through his hair. The notion that Dimity could have come in while we were...
by jeffrey | Jul 8, 2023 | Fiction
Read from the beginning It was near midnight and the three of us began walking into the forest, distant wind chimes ringing, fireflies dancing in the night. Ringo led the way with a kerosene lantern, followed by me, with Tanaquil brooding in the rear. We passed the...
