The U.S. of After Chapter 8

Clayton All I could hear was a roar at first, then after the explosion outside I grabbed Amy by the arm and we managed to run down the stairs lickety-split.  Both of us stopped when we saw that the livin’ room had caught fire, and a gapin’ hole was in the wall where a chunkContinue reading “The U.S. of After Chapter 8”

An Independence Day Observation

Yes, I plan on writing today.  I wrote 2500 words yesterday (or rather last night in the wee hours of the morning).  I sat outside yesterday and watched my son and my middle daughter light water dynamite one after another, exploding ant hills and various other insect hovels… …but I must make one observation aboutContinue reading “An Independence Day Observation”