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Category: Fiction
Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 3
Dear blog friends, – This is the 3rd installment of my short story. In the previous two pieces, a couple puts their canoe into Sable Lake on what looks like a calm and beautiful day for canoeing. Then the wind picks up and the… Continue Reading “Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 3”
Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 2
“Today could be a good day to do the whole lake.” Diane looked over her shoulder at Max. “Is that what you want to do?” Max was an accommodating guy. Not in all things but most. It’s like he took an oath to… Continue Reading “Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 2”
Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 1
Dear blog friends, I’m working on a book of short stories about the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. This is the beginning of one of those stories (Part 1 of 5). I hope you’ll read and comment – anything you say will help me make… Continue Reading “Heartache on Sable Lake – Part 1”
The Purple Shirt: Part Two
“Oh gee, I’m really sorry but this is exactly the shirt I was looking for,” Gloria said. “It’s a beautiful shirt. I can see why you’d like it.” She draped the purple shirt over the handle of her shopping cart and moved to the… Continue Reading “The Purple Shirt: Part Two”
The Purple Shirt: Part One
Gloria stepped back from the women’s shirt rack and waited for the old lady to pass. Experienced thrift store shoppers know the dance. A person rifling through the hangers from one direction will step back and let the person rifling from the other direction… Continue Reading “The Purple Shirt: Part One”
Darla and Fitz: Part One
If she left Hastings by noon, she could get to the Mackinac Bridge by six, cross over to the U.P. and be at her campsite by eight. But first, she had to get the RV key off John’s thick metal key ring holding all… Continue Reading “Darla and Fitz: Part One”
Part 3: Grady and Irene
Finally, she was parallel to her dog. She kicked her legs to push herself high out of the water and yelled “THIS WAY! THIS WAY!” She treaded water in the thick wave and pointed to the shore. “THIS WAY! THIS WAY!” He came. Grady’s… Continue Reading “Part 3: Grady and Irene”
Part 2: Grady and Irene
“Grady! GRADY!” His head erupted from the water. His front paws flailed in the air like he was trying to climb a ladder. Was he standing on his back feet? Maybe. He was five feet tall when he stood on his back feet and… Continue Reading “Part 2: Grady and Irene”
Part 1: Grady and Irene
Grady was an Alaskan Husky born and raised at a sled dog kennel in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Initially trained for the legendary Iditarod sled dog race, Grady ran lesser races in the Midwest and then pulled sleds full of tourists through the north woods.… Continue Reading “Part 1: Grady and Irene”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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