Reinventing Myself

 It’s been quite a shock at my age to discover that the values I’ve lived by all these years are...

Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

- William Blake

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Road Tripping Toward World Peace: Interlude I

Road Tripping Toward World Peace: Interlude I

 [Click on BLUE links for sources and information] Railway Travel. A journey in a railway train makes me sentimental. If I enter the compartment a robust-minded, cheerful youth, fresh and whistling from a walk by the sea, yet, as soon as I am settled down in one...

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Guest Post: Short Fiction – “F” by Mitchell Zucker

Guest Post: Short Fiction – “F” by Mitchell Zucker

  [Mitchell Zucker has several short stories on this site.  This one is a Think In The Morning favorite.]   Dr. Richard Mann, in a suit and tie, carrying an attaché case, pushes his way through the five o’clock Madison Avenue rush, followed by his cameraman...

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Summertime

Summertime

    It has been said that bad things come in threes.  It’s an old wives tale thoroughly debunked by the mathematician John Allen Paulos, but you’ll never get the conspiracy theorists to disbelieve it especially in the current political atmosphere. I can...

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Short Fiction – Tag Along (for Anthony Bourdain)

Short Fiction – Tag Along (for Anthony Bourdain)

  I wrote this story some time ago.  I did not know it then but Anthony Bourdain must have been my inspiration.  He brought out the voyeur in all of us, in a good way.  He taught us about food, life, and humanity.  Anyone who knows his work will have a piece of...

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The Kid Who Loved His Grandparents So Much by Carter Jones

The Kid Who Loved His Grandparents So Much by Carter Jones

Carter Jones is nine years old.  This is his first story.   Once there was a boy, a young boy, who lived with his family in a big valley.  He loved his family but he forgot how much they loved him.  He wanted to run away and live with his grandparents.  He was...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Ending

Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Ending

Travelling to Oaxaca is a short story in five parts.  The earlier parts can be found here: Part I Part II Part III Part IV   The world is beautiful and outside there is no salvation. Albert Camus   At my age I have to avoid repeating myself.  I think I told...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part IV

Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part IV

  Read PART I and PART 2 and Part 3   Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o'clock in the morning.   If I could start over, I’d do just the same.  I am, after all, who I am and not in a...

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Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part III

Short Fiction – Travelling to Oaxaca Part III

Read  PART I  and  PART 2   ¡Dios mío, Dios mío!, ¿por qué me has abandonado? [My God, my God, Why hast Thou forsaken me?]   “Hello Mr. Jeffrey Farmer.” There she was, irresistible smile, shiny black straight hair hanging over the strap of her Xochitl...

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