Work in Progress For the dead do not remember you. Who can praise you from the grave? Psalms 6 The Dead Don’t Remember You: A Vincent St. Michael Novel Chapter One The moment Eleanor evaluated her, she knew there was something wrong. Vincent St. Michael told her when she was hired to never say “observe,” but …
A Novel World Trade, as a concept and as a symbol, has taken a tremendous beating this past year. First with violent demonstrations against the World Trade Organization, then with a series of terrorist attacks in the United States. But history has demonstrated that the trading impulse among nations is resilient enough to absorb these …
A Short Story The wind rocked the car, and spray broke across the traffic lanes and misted the seaward window. The glove box popped open to reveal a dog-eared daily missal and a broken rosary. There was also a black handgun: the Beretta Px4 Storm. Eugene pulled off the road and slammed the glove box …
A Vincent St. Michael Novel Chapter One The moment Eleanor evaluated her, she knew there was something wrong. Vincent St. Michael told her when she was hired to never say “observe,” but “evaluate.” So, the new comer was strange. Not to be trusted. Eleanor ushered her into St. Michael’s office and introduced her as Mrs. …
A Dog Story By Paul Duclos His life, formerly the sport of outward chance, now comes under the austere direction of an inward impelling purpose no longer blown about as on a drifting raft, his hand is on a rudder, and he steers a clear course for a definite haven. Anonymous (From the Gaelic) Chapter …