The Boy, The Tree, The Sky, The Toy, The Sun, The Song / Sheldon Lee Compton
I was four when I started writing stories. Mom said I would take a piece of college ruled paper, fold it in half, turn it sideways, draw a picture on the front (usually of a boy's face), write a title beneath that (something like The Boy ), and then open it to write the story on the two inner "pages" (something like The boy cried love Mom ), and then present it to her as the book I'd written for her. She kept each one. I counted them a couple weeks ago. There are four dozen s
Year of the Poppies / Mileva Anastasiadou
In the beginning, there was the prophecy. A year would come when poppies would blossom everywhere, even at places where they had never...
Early Morning Cleopatra
by SHELDON LEE COMPTON So yeah I put the time on there because it's a ridiculous time of the day. But, also, I wanted to say, too, that...
The Hand That Feeds You / Joshua Vigil
After the psychic told her to visit the place where it all started, Fiorella booked us a trip to Madagascar, where she’d first gotten the...
Revelation Kiss / Sheldon Lee Compton
I heard about the kiss . The longest kiss recorded. I heard about this, and I told Mitsy. And anyways we went to city park shooting for...
You’re So Lucky / Delphine Gauthier-Georgakopoulos
‘You’re so lucky,' they say, as they invite themselves over for one, two, three, or four weeks, because you’ve got it all; the sun, the sea, cheap food, and drinks.
From Bent Country 6.15.25 - House of Leaves and, right at the end, fathers
by Sheldon Lee Compton Hi. I've been writing a lot. Got 226 first draft pages of my new novel The Old Invisible finished since February....
