Sebastian - Non-Fiction Short Story Excerpt Opening Paragraph … and then he paused and looked at me for a moment and smiled, not the smile of a street jokester or comedy club hopeful, but the smile of a person thoughtfully and sadly trying to connect the darkness and chill of the evening with the...
My Friend Jackie – Non-Fiction Story Excerpt
My Friend Jackie - Non-Fiction Story Excerpt December 2016 Late Christmas Eve. We had just arrived home from our traditional tamale dinner at my sister’s home and I sat down at my desk for a moment to open my email. New emails bounced in. One, from a former government coworker -...
Sleepwalk – Non-Fiction Story Excerpt – “As I walked over the playground towards…where our 7th grade classroom was, all of a sudden, I was surrounded by a pack of boys from my class all shouting and waving their arms and I noticed also a group of the girls a little farther on watching all the commotion around me”.
Introduction: "Sleepwalk" is a non-fiction story of about 145 pages, which deals with my relationship at my Catholic elementary school, with two classmates, a girl and a boy, both initially developing in different ways in 6th grade, and with certain events, and with my interactions with my...
Echoes of the Death of Jarrett, Our Infant Son
Echoes of the Death of Jarrett, Our Infant Son I created the piece below for inclusion in an electronic book of Memories/Testimonies for our 55th high school reunion and wrote of how I put it together in the introduction. The photo is of the crib, now in use by our family for 75 years, in which I...
The Impressionist & Post-Impressionist Tour – Non-Fiction Short Story Excerpt
View from the Subway Car Leaving the Brooklyn Bridge Station And, as in fleeting moments such as this, my camera, still around my neck but achingly turned off and not in my hands, does not capture the sight of the middle-age black man, too well-dressed to be identified immediately as homeless, but...
Larry of the Sneakers – Non-Fiction Short Story Excerpt
Larry of the Sneakers, the Whitest of White & The Great Walls Around Me, a Mile High and Two Miles Wide It was around Christmas, and I was home from college for the holidays when my father told me that Larry had been shot and killed. When my dad told me this, he looked down, silent, seeing...