I have often lamented how I have trouble enjoying the short stories I read. I keep trying them though. Before my trip to Montana I picked up a book called Lit Riffs. A great idea...take a favorite song and then write a short story in the way that particular song inspires you. Such a great …
she thought she saw him
She though she saw him today...well, it could have just as easily been him sitting in the chair in front of the coffee shop with a cigarette dangling unattended from long fingers. And, a leg casually crossed over where the ankle rested on the opposite knee. It was the green shirt, too loose tan cords …
Dixie's Road Trip 