Short Story: The Interview

This story in a slightly different form is (presently) a chapter in a novel I'm working on. It works well as a stand-alone story.

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Brigham Stone stopped at the top of the Accademia Bridge in Venice and looked toward the dome of the Salute church. The white marble and lead-gray dome of the church glowed orange in the light of the rising sun, 

Book Review: Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand

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From the time I was in high school I heard how brilliant this book was. I remember seeing one of my friends reading this really fat paperback, which turned out to be Atlas Shrugged. I wondered what was so great about it, but it took me forty years to get around to read it. It seemed like another forty years to get through it. I saw an interview of William F. Buckley on Charlie Rose where he said he read it for pretty much the same reason I did, and that it was horrible. He had to flog

New Snippet of "Self Portrait of a Dying Man"

Margold goes to sea on a sailboat to clear his head and maybe escape Death. They come across some rough weather and Margold breaks his arm. Read the sample here