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Opening for Ironwood #2–Dead Me

(Note: this is one of three openings I’ve written for the “next” Ironwood novel.–jrs) Bucket’s nose in my ear woke me up. I cracked open an eye. It was still dark. I reached out, ruffled his soft ears, and tapped … Continue reading

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Excerpt from “Death is Easy”

(Note: This is an excerpt from a Mike Ironwood novel I’ve “finished” and am now rewriting. For the sake of context, Daniel is Mike’s half-brother who is also half Nez Perce. ~jrs) When we got out of bed Bucket came … Continue reading

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Nice Guys Get To Finish

He stares loosely into the golden blue depths of her eyes, watching the dark shapes swim there, keeping to the shadowy deep. He guesses them to be piranha and decides not to go swimming. Maybe tomorrow after another long hopeful … Continue reading

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Buddy the Elk Speaks Again

Dear Narb, Saw you splitting wood the other day. You did wave and I thank you for that, but then you bared your teeth at me, which I found a bit disconcerting. I didn’t see or smell any fear or … Continue reading

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Buddy the Elk Speaks

Dear Narb, Just so you won’t get confused, as you humans so often do, I’ll tell you who this is right off the bat. I’m the one you call Buddy, the big boy with the arrow scar at the top … Continue reading

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Weather Weather

Today: Increasing periods of light as the horizon drops closer to revealing the sun. Scattered commuters will give way to heavy traffic and then taper off by mid-morning. Morning will also include brief storms of creativity, followed by doldrums in … Continue reading

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Furniture Marches On

You lie face down in a big bed and wonder how you can breathe with a pillow clamped around your face. Your mouth tastes of feathers and you smell your own acrid drool. You jump at her voice when she … Continue reading

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The Place Where I Live

The road I live on in Southwest Portland (Oregon) follows a path of least resistance. In the afternoon, as you wind up the hill, the sun may be to your right. The next time it appears through the trees, it … Continue reading

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Happy to Bleed

She fell from the sky in a rush of small birds A silence profound with no need for words I felt like a windmill, a stop on her quest My imagination filled in all the rest. She leaned into me … Continue reading

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The Mind is Quicker Than the Eye

“Has it ever occurred to you,” she inquired sweetly, “that just because you don’t have the vaguest idea of who I am, you might not know me at all?” Bizwat stared at her dumbly. He was struck by her simple … Continue reading

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