Teenagers in the Book Store
~ by Lawrence (Mack) Hall There were three, two of them flitting about,the third was sitting cross-legged on the floorin a sweater and jeans, her shoes kicked off,quite lost in a slender paperback of verse.…
~ by Lawrence (Mack) Hall There were three, two of them flitting about,the third was sitting cross-legged on the floorin a sweater and jeans, her shoes kicked off,quite lost in a slender paperback of verse.…
My name is Paul Nixon. I am an artist/sculptor living in Greensboro, North Carolina. Much of my work involves making croziers for bishops as well as other liturgical art throughout the USA. I would like…
Montgomery Scott was the first to admit that he was too well-insulated for Vulcan. Even if he had chosen to recline on the sand in no more than bathing trunks, something he would never inflict…
~ by M. C. Pehrson Susan and Tommy recovered their health. Now that they were up and out of bed, it became harder for Emma to visit the attic. Often, she waited until after bedtime…
Thoughts about retelling classic legends: Don't get too hung up on details from other versions. Take the grounding, universal aspects that are laced through all of them, the spirit that makes it worth telling yet…
He didn’t look like the man that Chekov knew. No, it was worse than that. Much worse. He did look like the man that Chekov knew, but like a doppelganger, like some kind of figment…
~ by M. C. Pehrson Each day, the sun lingered a bit longer, warming the garden soil. Uncle Lars started up the tractor and began to plow. Soon a new crop was sprouting, and it…
"I read your last blog and what you said about being sixteen and asking yourself 'why do I have to have my beliefs?' resonated with me. I'd love to read how you came to terms…
He was sitting on his bed when Uhura entered the room, a padd in his hands and his eyes focused intently on the writing on its surface. But no. As she stepped forward, she realised…
~ by M. C. Pehrson Papa and Christina Kester were now husband and wife. On the little farm, Emma loved waking up to a rooster crowing and finding herself high up in a cozy attic…
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