ALAN’S BLOG, BOOKS, WRITING
Dark Game When the door thudded three times at his San Francisco apartment, Andrew Finch wondered if opportunity knocked. He shuffled to the door. He hated late company, […]
Wildflowers The mountain air tickled goose bumps awake on Arlene’s arms and bare calves as she felt the pull of 60’s music. The thought of […]
Mr. Blister They called him Mr. Blister, because he always showed up after the work was done. […]