“Zack, the banker, I questioned bluntly? Why would Zack the banker say such a thing?” “Hey, I don’t know. It was just a thought. Anyway, since I’ve got nothing to do today, I’m headed down to Schooner’s. Why don’t you come down later, if you can get away?” Why would my banker be discussing my … Continue reading
Category Archives: The Sketch Pad
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Chapter Seven – The Interview
As I hung up the phone, I had the oddest sensation. You know the type of sensation that you get when you feel that you are being watched or when you see the red lights in your rearview mirror on the freeway. Maybe it was a mix of the two. All I know is that … Continue reading
Chapter Six – The Rain
I have an attorney friend that I met in college that lives up in Wisconsin. We talk frequently and discuss what is going on in our lives. Well, I mean we sort of talk about what is going on with our lives. After the cursory discussion on the football games that weekend, the weather differences … Continue reading
Arms Race
Artwork by Mel Ryan Unified for a cause A cause so great A cause so deep A cause worth giving up Flying solo Nah, just do it myself Nah, I do it better Nah, they’re weird Nah, seems like work Come to find out There’s no neutral territory There’s no hiding place Sides are drawn … Continue reading
Chapter Five – The Visitors
As I stand in the hallway, I look towards the living room and I notice two shadowy figures sitting on the couch. I recognize the taller figure. It is my old companion Doubt. The second figure would be unrecognizable were it not for his t-shirt that is embossed with his name, Disappointment. I guess that … Continue reading
Arctic Blast
Artwork by Mel Ryan Long day nothing set Tied the fly Threw the line Still, long day nothing set Is the mark setting? Even go out tomorrow? Chance of rain Wondering why But there’s nothing better Pushing out the thin wire Breathe of day blowing Glimpsing the wingspans On the whispering Go back out Enjoy … Continue reading