Category Archives: Writing

Mississippi Delta Stories

A few stories that I’ve written that are set in the magical land we know as the Mississippi Delta. The Storm: A story set in the Delta about the amazing power of forgiveness. The Unanswered Prayer: A man of faith … Continue reading

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Smoky Mountain Stories

Here are the stories I’ve written that are set in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park: A Smoky Mountain Lesson: A man learns an important lesson from his grandfather. The Ghost of the Smokies: A true ghost story I made … Continue reading

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The Ghost of Smokies

In the backcountry of the Great Smoky Mountain National Park is an old wooden cabin. Some say it’s haunted. Some say it’s possessed. Hikers have reported strange sounds and sightings near it for years. Animals won’t go near it. And … Continue reading

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The Unanswered Prayer

There was a brown stripe on the white wall of the Riverside First Baptist Church.  It was the same church where the people had prayed for the town to be spared from the great flood of 2011. The brown stripe … Continue reading

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Monster Chronicles

Frankenstein reclined awkwardly on the psychiatrist’s couch.  It was made for a man half his size and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get comfortable.  Of course, his comfort issues were internal. And that’s why he was … Continue reading

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The Tiffany Jesus

An early snowfall had blanketed the forested hills of Vermont.  A big black sedan roared through the small town, ignoring the ice and slush on the road until it was too late.  There by the bridge over the river, its … Continue reading

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The sunrise

A short story dedicated to every American who has had their world rocked since the Great Recession began and are wondering “what’s next?” The razor scraping down his face hurt. Apparently his two-day stubble wasn’t going to give up so … Continue reading

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Karl

When I was a janitor, some people looked at me and saw a janitor. And some people looked at me and saw a person. This story is dedicated to them. Karl tied the plastic black bag in a knot and … Continue reading

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Reflections

Water bugs zipped across the surface of the stream’s pool, making tiny waves that traveled to the sides of the rocks. Light filtered through the trees, creating spots on the water’s surface. He could see his face. And then he … Continue reading

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Saturday Free-For-All

Good morning! I was up late but I slept late. So that works for me. Magic 8-Ball is one of my favorite recent stories. Hope you’ve gotten to read it.

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