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"If you are looking for a good read, you won't go wrong with A to P. I look forward to the next novel from Chris Joseph Stancato.”         A to P is A Top Novel And here is why you need to purchase your Ebook or Paperback: “I enjoyed this novel. I found the characters to be relatable. It's set at a nice pace that continues to pick up to make for an exciting climax. An easy read the words and story flows.” Daslickest “What a wild ride you travel as you read A Read more [...]
FLASH FICTION, Short Story

Stephan Bailey: A Valise of Doubt

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Stephan Bailey: A Valise of Doubt “You’ve got this all wrong,” Tim Derr said to his best friend of thirty years, Stephan Bailey who sat next to him on a stool at a tavern in Miami called, 305 Brass. “First and foremost compadre, as a person who has known you the most, and the best wingman that a guy looking for a girl could ask for—it’s not a blind date.” “Remember when Tara and I went to an all-inclusive in Key West?” Tim asked. “Of course,” Stephan said. “Well, Read more [...]
Orange Anecdotal Slices

A Delivery from Dorothy Jane

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A Delivery from Dorothy Jane Black and White Movies Big Band Music Stories about her childhood: The lonely air in Lowber, No joy in Charleroi. Met a man from Monessen, “Virginia is for Lovers.” Completed a Family in 1971 : A corner house at Henry Street In the borough of N. Belle Vernon. I recall (those vivid 14 years) What I want to recall … An artist, a baker, a craft maker. I waited for mom to watch Black and White Movies and Listen to Big Band Music— Stories about my Read more [...]
FLASH FICTION, Short Story

Rotted Orange among the Apple Orchards

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Rotted Orange among the Apple Orchards A man from Miami wearing brown sandals, drawstring tan pants and a white guayabera appeared large between dead apple orchards. Two turkey vultures pecked on his body nailed between the long grass blades with a bullet. Their beaks had been breaking his skin since the scent stirred the air of a farm field in the eight hours of his death. The body was later identified by the sister of the deceased man: Charlie Snow. Twelve hours earlier at the Merry Mountain Read more [...]
FLASH FICTION

Captain’s Boat

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Captain's Boat “I’ve been weeping for a mighty long time. Yes, I’ve been weeping for a mighty long time.” Kim Whistler sang The Five Blind Boys song as if she was in the Overtown Baptist Church choir. She sang with the harmony of happiness and claps of praise. But she was three blocks and one little boy from the church. Her voice bounced off the inside of the boat as the acoustics allowed the sadness to sink into the old sea worn wood of a boat, forty feet in length. In this neighborhood Read more [...]
FLASH FICTION

Tibby’s Howl of Freedom

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Tibby's Howl of Freedom “I can’t find Tibby?” a rattled 10 years old girl named Rica said to her mother Britely who was cooking in the kitchen. Together they frantically ran out of the apartment, down a flight of wet stairs and outside where Rica last saw her dog. “Which way did she run?” Britely said. “She saw a black cat, started to bark, and then,” Rica paused to catch her breath, “Tibby jerked and the leash slipped from my hand. I’m sorry momma—I’m sorry!” Rica began Read more [...]
FLASH FICTION

Phonograph Flash Fiction

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David Bowie —In Memory of an Innovative Performer As a “Young American” I listened to David Bowie. Many years would pass and I would be “Under Pressure” as an adult, but those “Changes” were for the better in my life. Eventually, the “Golden Years” gave me opportunities to celebrate with many knowing that, We can be Heroes, just for one day. Ground control to Major Tom, there is a “Ziggy Stardust” in the sky tonight. Read more [...]
Short Story

The Toil of Tic Tacking

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The Toil of Tic Tacking “What time yinz going tic tacking Joey?” “Probably ‘bout seven…seven-thirty, just show up at Eddie’s house at seven. Hey, you got room in your sack for more corncobs?” “Yeah, I got room. Wow! We have a lot of corn to rake we get back,” Rich responded. Joey Retter and Rich Canato were years apart in age, but not in mischievous thinking. The two neighborhood friends were tearing dried corn cobs from the farthest rows of stalks on Miller’s Farm. Dano, Read more [...]
E Book

The Three Months of August

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The Three Months of August Preface Ten years after the death of America's greatest playwright, August Wilson, we continue to view his social timeline called the 'Pittsburgh Cycle' a masterpiece. The Three Months of August is based on the perspectives of the ‘Pittsburgh Cycle’ and my personal consequences of a cycle that entailed: separation, divorce, and death. In this matter, Wilson’s ten plays paralleled the pivotal periods of a difficult situation yet provided me with solace to abscond Read more [...]