“I don’t do small talk,” she grins, a flirtatious challenge to bookend our evening. I’m still nursing my second drink, the glass sweating in my hand. “Isn’t this how you…

E hoʻomaka hou. Start over. “E hoʻomaka hou”, tutu’s words when I’d tell her about the fight my archnemesis, Bully, would pick with me. His mean, high-octane swing got him…

“Nancy C. had flaming orange hair, laughing blue eyes, and a blood-red mouth. And a most lovely set of hostages to fortune, begging for release. If only. “But by the…

Red dirt and red dust Memories of ancient times Subdivisions rise

      I arrive early – I’m always early. I survey the scene and buy a cup of coffee – the umpteenth cup actually. I choose a table where I can…

Even though the new site is not up yet, we’re anticipating it anytime now. To celebrate, we’re running a Great Year of the Ram/Sheep/Goat Writing Contest for June. The theme…

As we do every year of the contest, we will take March off in order to recover from Chinese New Year. See you for the all new writing contest in…