Would you cast this person in your reality TV show?

IMG_1163What makes you think you’re up for the challenge of surviving alone in the wilderness?

I feel like I’m up to the challenge because I’m fit. I box. I eat well. I just finished hiking the Inca trail to Machu Picchu and stood at an altitude over 16,000ft. As well, I like the ladies. I always have time for the ladies. Seriously. Unless I’ve got to get to the top first. Then I don’t have time. I can’t make time if I’m going to lose time. Unless we’re a team. I will help someone who is down. On the Inca trail, one of our guides took a bad step and his water bottle popped out and began descending down the edge of a mountain and I dove and grabbed it. I saved the life of his water bottle. He thanked me the whole time, but I only did what was right. I’m a hero.



Build it. Seriously. Build it here. Build it on Park Place. Raise the structures two blocks from the site of the old twin towers.

It stands for tolerance, and an undying desire to communicate. Honestly.

For those that lost children, husbands, brothers, wives, nieces, nephews, uncles, fathers, mothers, friends, neighbors—I love, respect, and admire your strength. It makes me strong. I could not imagine losing my son. I would probably kill myself, or spend the rest of my life thinking of reasons why I shouldn’t.

The Mosque being built did not kill your loved ones. Continue reading Mosque

Glimmer Train

Dear Writer,

Thank you so much for participating in our May 2010 Short Story Award for New Writers—we really enjoyed your story!

Although it did not quite make the top-25 list, it did make it a long way through the judging process and was in the top 5% of over a thousand entries, earning you Honorable Mention, which you should note on your cover letter as you send this story back out into the world. Here’s a link to a pdf* of the Honorable Mention list that you can post on your blog, etc., as you like. (And you can log in and click on My Submissions to see your finalist status there.)

Again, thank you for letting us read your work—it is a pleasure!

Best regards,

Linda Swanson-Davies

Blood Vermington

This is something I wrote back on February 3rd 2005.

“Well, Blood Vermington. Seems you’ve botched up another, haven’t you? The Slovaks are crawling down my neck. The Hungarians, breathing down my back. And the Poles would like to know why two of their best operatives were found glued to the Trinity Bell in Town Square, naked. Now I will not swallow the tarny for you this time. The King and Queen want answers and they want them yesterday. This is on your head, Blood! Continue reading Blood Vermington

Elan Zafir’s misemployment of the run-on sentence