Author Archives: Jim Stewart
The Caper Salad Caper #4
(Note: You’ll have to suffer through this one and one more before I’m willing to let it go. Sorry.–jrs) The trail of capers led them through some bad neighborhoods, places where optimism was a word only, with no meaning or … Continue reading
An Hour’s Nap
Goodbye Mr. Rogers, it was nice to be aboard; Goodbye Mr. Jimi and your E7#9 chord. I step off the plane into my chair fumbling my way to awake, wondering how in the world such a journey is possible. My … Continue reading
More: The Caper Salad Caper
(Note: This and the next installment are utterly ridiculous, but they sure were fun to write.–jrs) “Cause of death?” Liggnum stood with his legs spread and his chin cupped in his hand. The smoke from his cigarette curled up along … Continue reading
Arrow and Bow
An arrow of light pierces my dream as stars wheel around the nougat of the milky way. My dream, a river and raft to where souls bask in love that finds me wide with gratitude, splits into halves: one for … Continue reading
Next: The Caper Salad Caper
(Note: This part 2 of a 5-part rewrite of an old piece I started and never finished. The story timeframe is somewhere in the 1970s. I’m poking fun at the genre and also at myself. If nobody likes it, that’s … Continue reading
Beginning: The Caper Salad Caper
The day dawned dirty, like the unspoken fantasies of a TV evangelist. Liggnum rolled over and blinked at the grey light filtering into his closet of an apartment. His eyes burned and his mouth felt like a family of spiders … Continue reading
Buddy Elk Believes
Dear Biped, Spent some time with that dog I mentioned in my last letter and asked him about that baring your teeth thing that had me puzzled. He said you do that when you are amused or happy. Do you … Continue reading
Bob Welsh Christmas Eve Poem
This is too good not to share: I’ll get back to my own drivel tomorrow.
The Glow…continued
(Note: This is a continuation of “The Glow” that was posted on October 17.–jrs) The siren refused to get closer and faded away altogether. It was the first road noise Bob had heard up here in years. He wondered about … Continue reading



