by Jim Stitzel | Feb 16, 2017 | Stories
You’ve heard the expression, “Everywhere you go, there you are.” Well, I’ve got a variation for you. “Everywhere I go, there you are.” Frankly, I’m getting tired of it. At first I thought it was just me. You know, how you see...
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 15, 2011 | Stories
It was a long, paved driveway to nowhere. Fifty yards of winding tree-lined blacktop ending in an open field. There was no building at the end, nothing to indicate the driveway’s purpose, no sign that a building had ever stood here. Zack stood at the end of the drive...
by Jim Stitzel | Feb 14, 2011 | Stories
“Did you see that?” Amanda said. She pulled her bike off to the shoulder and waited for Sarah to join her. “See what?” Sarah asked. She distractedly brushed a lock of hair from her eyes. “Those birds.” Amanda gestured at the flock now residing in a nearby tree. A...
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 5, 2010 | Stories
This entry is part 1 of 5 in the series AvaBeth stood on the knoll and gazed at the broken city some seven miles distant. The voice on the city’s public broadcast system was audible, even from here, but distance diluted it such that it merely caused Beth a mild...
