Memories
LASR Anniversary Bash – Let Summer Be Different
Long and Short Reviews (LASR) does terrific work supporting authors of all kinds, and giving readers a place to go to learn about new books. So I'm quite pleased to help them celebrate their anniversary this week, in a virtual bash filled with prizes and fun galore. They asked authors to share thoughts on the … Continue reading LASR Anniversary Bash – Let Summer Be Different
Memories Day
On Memorial Day we are asked to pause and remember those who lost their lives in service. I spent last weekend with a man who has lost much of his memory. As a member of ROTC and the Los Angeles police force in his younger days, his service credentials are well established. His mind is … Continue reading Memories Day
The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part Three (The End)
At last, here's the thrilling end to the trick-or-treating story from when I was seven (or was it eight?). You can read part one here and part two here. This one is the end. If my memory serves (and it’s notoriously faulty), that Halloween night when I was seven (or eight) fell dark and stormy. … Continue reading The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part Three (The End)
The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part Two
As promised, here's Part Two of the Halloween fears and angsts of my childhood. You can read Part One here. People often ask why I write sci-fi, fantasy, and other “non-realistic” genres. It’s because I find real life to be at least as strange as stories set on other planets. My childhood seemed filled with … Continue reading The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part Two
The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part One
For a recent CBG author chat on Love Romances Cafe, I wrote a little tale of the scariest Halloween I faced as a child. I thought I'd share it with y'all, too. Here's part one. Part Two will arrive next Friday, October 11, and Part Three on Friday, October 18. The late sixties-early seventies … Continue reading The Scariest Halloween Ever, Part One
An Irish beauty
"Where did you find the program?" she asks, a bit shyly. "I didn't see any." "From the table right outside the door," I answer. "Would you like to look at mine?" "Oh, thank you!" Her eyes light up with her smile. I discover she and her husband, the gentleman next to her, just moved to … Continue reading An Irish beauty
The 5th Baron Haden-Guest
"I have two left feet." "He really does." "It's a fine line between stupid and, uh..." "Clever." "If there's an empty space, just fill it with a line. That's what I like to do. Even if it's from another show." "These go to eleven." "There's a mighty wind a-blowin, cross the land and cross the … Continue reading The 5th Baron Haden-Guest
It was thirty years ago today: December 8, 1980
I remember that day. It was snowing pretty hard in my town, my mother had picked my sister and me up from some class or other and we'd driven back to the house in a steady snowfall. When we walked in the door, pulling off hats and gloves and shaking away the damp, my father … Continue reading It was thirty years ago today: December 8, 1980
Cabbage, 1934
This is a piece I wrote at a Hugo House class this spring, taught by Cathy Kirkwood, called "Writing the Other." Cabbage, 1934 She stands in her kitchen, near the refrigerator, as far from the sink full of dirty dishes as she can get. It does not help that there is a small window above … Continue reading Cabbage, 1934
Elizabeth Fountain, Author 