Short Fiction: Of Flight and Freedom and Fowl

Short Fiction: Of Flight and Freedom and Fowl

Bits of coffee grounds stuck to my tongue, and I moved them to my front teeth, chewing their bitterness like a rabbit.  I was sipping my coffee on the back deck, watching the mist snake through the foothill as it twisted and rose, disappearing as the air heated. The...
Happy Writer of the Month: Richard Small

Happy Writer of the Month: Richard Small

This month our spotlight falls on Richard Small, a newbie writer from a suburb of Portland, Oregon. He comes out of the world of business. We asked him to tell us about himself and his first try was about the things he accomplished (or failed to accomplish) in...