(A brief excerpt for your entertainment) The gathered crowd laughed at Ron Brandywood, as he stood there, sleeves of his rough spun shirt rolled to his elbows, and his bare feet, dusted with curled brown hair, tracing a line in the dirt outside the inn. Three feet tall, in proportion, and far shorter than the … Continue reading Settling Matters Like Antebellum Gentlemen – The Lightning Thesaurus
I have a mailing list, which I've just sent another small essay, talking about my progress with the writing, and some thoughts plus an answer to a question. https://tinyletter.com/mbblissett
By way of explanation, my short story 'Remains' was featured here. Someone got in touch with me and asked if they had permission to introduce the story to their class. It didn't occur to me to say no, and it was a wonderful thing to experience. 'I teach English at Brownburg High School in Indiana … Continue reading When They Teach Your Stories In School
Photo by Maria Orlova on Pexels.com It sent out impulses through the glass. Everything around it moved so fast, and even when embedded, it struggled to match the same pace of communication. Without the connection, it had struggled to hold on, but now it laid there, in the back of the vehicle, knowing it completed … Continue reading Disposable Volunteer
(An excerpt from a forthcoming book) Ron looked up at the branches as they waved in the breeze. One thing he noticed was the slight differences in climate and temperature, the sense of a unique environment against the rest of the surrounding territory. It was cooler as they went further in, and beneath his bare … Continue reading Forests Speak Slow
(There are plenty of stories with Ron, here is one for you all) Tal watched the pub, huddled against the rain underneath a cloak which had more patches than cloak to its name. His hand strayed to the knife in his belt, touching it for reassurance but sickened by the fear he would have to … Continue reading Could, Not Should.