Coming off the ice at the lonely end of the Rapid Tucker’s Pond, his feet starting to numb in earnest, the new snow like razor blades on his face, Bannock “Brace” Bannon was compelled to look behind him, across the pond closing down fast in white fury. Earlier he had...
“We lived under this same roof but your mom was raised by wolves. We always knew that door from opposite sides.” Aunt Rosie performed a dual role regarding my mom, as both chief celebrant and royal accuser. Thanksgivings came more frequently every year, so it...
Holton had come a long way from the city. He hadn’t seen another person for three days. For the first time in longer than he could remember, he felt at ease in his surroundings. He sat down on a riverbank underneath a tree and looked at the sky. The clouds had lifted...
Okay, then! That’s enough about Gifford’s Ice Cream. Let’s get back to business. To date, SFWP’s best-selling book has been Richard Currey’s Fatal Light. It was originally published in 1988 and we acquired the rights after it went out of print around 2000 or so. Nine...
Over the last couple of years, multiple folks in the media have asked me for photos of the old storefronts. It’s one of those things that comes up once a month so, finally, I broke down and started searching online and through the mildewed boxes in storage....
