When I come to the shores of Lake Percy Priest early in the morning, I do not run and plunge into the water with wild shouts. I share a deeply personal, almost sacred relationship with the element of water. I step into it without disturbing the ...
07.11.2026
AUTHOR'S NOTE ON THE ILLUSTRATION“In this scene, each of them stands before their own separate river of life, and each faces an equally hazy, uncertain future. Yet, there is a profound gulf between them. He looks out with total serenity. The far-off ...
07.11.2026
The Old YogiThree times a week, I would begin my morning with a walk through Berry Hill. And right nearby, another life hummed—vibrant and sated. Cross Thompson Lane, and you find yourself in the handsome Hundred Oaks mall. A bit further, down ...
06.11.2026
No-Crying FinaleAs I drove toward Berry Hill, I got to thinking how by the time you hit forty, life finally straightens out and the money stops being a constant headache. Everybody’s got their own comfort threshold. Some folks need a mountain of ...
06.11.2026
My Own JordanI finally punched my ticket and locked in my retirement as a contractor. It's one thing being a general or a staff officer, and a whole different ballgame being a frontline combat specialist. The kind of baggage you carry home is enough ...
06.11.2026
Author’s NoteThis story is a journey for anyone who has ever looked at a sunset and felt that our three-dimensional world is just a thin veil. If you are drawn to the quiet rhythms of slow living, the romance of quantum physics, and the timeless ...
06.11.2026
Author’s PrefaceOriginally, Beyond the Gilded Frame was conceived as a standalone portrait—a fleeting glance at a woman named Heather, whose life seemed frozen within someone else's expensive and cold gold border. But portraits have a way of coming ...
02.11.2026
PrefaceThis story is a deep dive into the psychology of a marriage built on other people's expectations and cold, hard calculations. It’s about that thin, yet unbreakable line that separates the freedom of living on your own from the suffocating ...
02.11.2026
The evening tide lazily licked the wet sand, carrying the last remnants of the day's warmth into the darkness. A senior man stepped off the noisy North Beach Boulevard of Bay St. Louis, heading down to the beach, closer to the surf. He was sick and ...
01.11.2026
Author’s PrefaceYou can find Chinese cuisine in almost any town, and nearly everyone has heard of Tai Chi. Yet, very few truly know how to rid themselves of the heavy burden of everyday anxieties and domestic troubles. This story is more than just ...
01.11.2026
I reckon I have always been intrigued by that local name, the "Singing River." So I went online, dug up the old story, and figured I’d share it with y'all real quick.Back in the day, two Indian tribes lived around here—the Biloxi and the Pascagoula. ...
31.10.2026
Author’s NoteThis story represents the author’s personal vision of the current socio-economic landscape and is entirely a work of fiction. While the geographical landmarks are real, the events and characters depicted herein are products of the ...
31.10.2026
Chapter 1. The Brooklyn PavilionTheir story began a year ago in Brooklyn, inside a bustling, sterile medical pavilion. Alejandro, a former military contractor carrying the heavy, quiet aftermath of a clandestine past, was recovering there from a ...
30.10.2026
"The old man was not sculpting an ancient princess. He was sculpting fleeting youth itself..." Daniel Chester French, *Andromeda* (1929–1931), Chesterwood. The master’s final masterpiece, which inspired the protagonist of the story to embark on a ...
29.10.2026
The era of chasing money is finally over. Over the years, dreams would come true only to fall apart, and new ones would take their place. But all of them were tied to financial wealth, not to the peace of my soul. I have finally come to realize that ...
28.10.2026
Late October in southern Mississippi brings pleasant nights—cool, but not cold. I go to bed with the window wide open. Sometimes at night, a sudden gust of wind stirs, tearing old leaves from the tree. It feels as though their rustle is what wakes ...
27.10.2026
Author’s Note: The accompanying photograph was taken by the author at the pond on the campus of Trevecca Nazarene University, shortly before the COVID-19 pandemic reshaped our world.Everyone has moments in life meant for solitary reflection. It ...
27.10.2026
Nick quit his job as a trucker and sold his rig for next to nothing. The company just couldn't afford to pay him what they owed. It was a miserable time—a gallon of diesel cost as much as a six-pack of the cheapest canned beer. His only saving grace ...
27.10.2026
Not even six months had passed since I returned from Libya, and before that, I had been in Egypt. I got stuck there, in Alexandria. Wandering through the shops, gathering intelligence, recruiting people. Management just couldn't find a real ...
26.10.2026
Part I: Light from the DarknessRon had finally retired, settling into his own place right on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico in Henderson Point. On weekends, his grandkids would occasionally come to stay, ensuring he never knew a dull moment. He was ...
26.10.2026