Category Archives: Of the Road and The River

River of Dreams #9: Dreams on Highway 9

Chapter 7 On the Highway of Dreams Random was sitting in the backseat of a ’64 Chevy Nova station wagon. He was trying to drive and could just see out the windshield, but steering felt awkward. He could see the … Continue reading

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River of Dreams #8: Over The Bridge

Chapter 6 Over The Bridge and into the Night He came in the back way from the alley were he parked the car illegally. He usually had to drive around a while to find parking for the night, but decided … Continue reading

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River of Dreams #2: Miss Bianca’s Lab Day

Chapter 2 Miss Bianca’s Lab Day On the way to work, Random blasted the radio. The Who’s “Baba O’Reily” came on and he went all Keith Moon on the steering wheel while shouting the words: Out here in the fields … Continue reading

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River of Dreams #1: Kicking My Novel Out of The Nest

I have decided to publish my first and only unfinished, at this point, novel here in order to be rid of it. Much like Nabokov, not in quality unfortunately, I must finish it, but can’t at this point due to … Continue reading

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Aranansi #18:The Road and The Prairie Night

June 13, 2010, 11:36 I came up through a square hole in a sidewalk. “Everything is surrounded by the prairie night!” The ecstatic voice came from the starry sky over a night street, flat and straight disappearing into utter blackness. … Continue reading

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