New story, “Small Talk” is now on Amazon

I’m delighted to announce that Small Talk: A Novella is now available on Amazon. http://amzn.com/B074DM19PF

Happy reading.

Charlie

Ethan was about to be the drummer for a heavy and famous rock band, now that he was done with college and had bought his first used drum set. That is, once he got in a band, and once he found other musicians who could handle the hard drums he was going to play.

Then he could quit his mindless job at the investment bank, where he sat with middle-aged ladies who talked endlessly about stupid things like their children and wet burritos and who listened all day to Doris Day and Bobby Vinton on the radio.

Ethan was finally going to to be able to live his life the way it was supposed to be lived. There were only a few problems.

The ladies at the bank wanted to give him a promotion so he could work with them forever.

He finally met the woman in the apartment at the end of the hall, the one with the calliope voice, and she wanted him to talk with her.

And…he’d never been in a band or played the drums in his life.

Small Talk is a story about the dark musician in all of us, and how the right voice at the right time can make all the difference.

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New story “Small Talk” available for pre-order

My new story, Small Talk: A Novella, is now available on Amazon. Publication date is September 12, 2017.

http://amzn.com/B074DM19PF

Happy reading.

Charlie

Ethan was about to be the drummer for a heavy and famous rock band, now that he was done with college and had bought his first used drum set. That is, once he got in a band, and once he found other musicians who could handle the hard drums he was going to play.

Then he could quit his mindless job at the investment bank, where he sat with middle-aged ladies who talked endlessly about stupid things like their children and wet burritos and who listened all day to Doris Day and Bobby Vinton on the radio.

Ethan was finally going to to be able to live his life the way it was supposed to be lived. There were only a few problems.

The ladies at the bank wanted to give him a promotion so he could work with them forever.

He finally met the woman in the apartment at the end of the hall, the one with the calliope voice, and she wanted him to talk with her.

And…he’d never been in a band or played the drums in his life.

Small Talk is a story about the dark musician in all of us, and how the need for meaning gets in the way of connection with other people.

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A Very Short Story (Cherry Petals)

Before she knew it her dress was covered in white cherry petals and her lips were covered with warm kisses.

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A Very Short Story (Motel)

“Honey, you’re going to need to get a motel somewhere. Nobody just ‘drives through’ Texas.”

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A Very Short Story (Clowns)

He gave me a big smile. “Clowns like beer just fine. You just never asked.”

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A Very Short Story (African Queen)

I could grade thirty essays or I could watch The African Queen again on the TV with my new boyfriend…

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A Very Short Story (Tape Recorder)

They each got a tape recorder for Christmas. Joe lost his before New Year’s and Jane used hers to tell the truth about their mother.

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A Very Short Story (Slam)

Mara met Ezekiel at a poetry slam. She didn’t understand a single thing he said, but she knew she wanted his crazy arms around her.

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A Very Short Story (Phones)

We pushed all the chairs together at one end of the floor and stacked the phones on a desk. We hoped someone would want them.

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A Very Short Story (Chanting)

“I’m sorry, I really can’t listen to what you’re saying right now. All I know is, what we did was bad karma and I’ve got a lot of chanting to do.”

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