The Mirrors (part thirty-four)

      The Mirrors (part thirty-four)     She turned an armchair to face the window, saw a fenced lawn, a gated square, a wellhead, center. Godfrey’s ghostly face. She knew Charleton and Joseph had spoken here. Could anyone tell a secondhand story, tell it so potently the listener found herself walking at a […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part six)

          All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part six)   ii. Old Trouble     She had watched her laborers walk the fencerow, shadowed by a creaking collie. Old Richard moved crabbed like an invalid. Shad called out: “Well, Miss, I brung my hired […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part five)

          All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part five)     “I feel, myself,” she said, “that we ought to dig and box, dig and box, if that’s not a crude way of putting it. The bones, the skeletons, being not intact. Don’t you […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part four)

          All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part four)     The lips parted. “Haaaaaaaaaaaa…” “Mr. Tomlin, how do you do?” Kempf said. Tomlin struck out a hand. Kempf followed its flight, seized it and shook it. Tomlin said something more. “He is telling […]

The Mirrors (part thirty-three)

      The Mirrors (part thirty-three)     Once their feet lit on the road’s sparse gravel, and Veronica hoisted the lantern, they saw the car was behind, not ahead…they had landed down current, closer to town. Marian jogged off. Headlights, with the revving engine, blinked into fog. “Doesn’t look like anything’s wrong. Nobody […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part three)

          All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part three)     There had been no thought of acknowledging that insanity troubled the county. The first asylum was a barracks, plain brick, painted white; no cellars, nor no attic…a rank of dreary windows, insistent in […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two)

          All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part two)     Ebrach moved off the walk. He picked up speed, and his gait, his breathing possibly, the rustle of his clothes, his scent…this, Kempf said to himself, very possible… Alerted her. She turned to […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part one)

      This week I begin posting the draft of a new novel, the sequel to A Figure from the Common Lot (no longer on the blog because it’s going through a major edit).             All Bedlam Courses Past   Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science   […]

The Mirrors (part thirty-two)

      The Mirrors (part thirty-two)           xvi.     Carolee had studied business composition and etiquette, shorthand and typewriting, at a junior college in the city. Permitted to live in the dorm there, feeling not normal, not social among the girls. Never a fit with the normal, because she […]

The Totem-Maker: A Mother or a Father (part nine)

The Totem-Maker Chapter Eleven A Mother or a Father (part nine)             Returned to my room, I emptied totems, emptied other toys and games, onto my table. They were my trade’s tricks, mostly failed. I peered at my candle, thought with seriousness of setting the floorcloth afire. Give up, Nur-Elom. […]