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The Rope Climber
April 5, 2008 in 299 Words, Childhood, Death, Escape, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, Memory, Religion, Runaway, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: Boy, Childhood, Death, Escape, Grief, Guilt, Loss, Mystery | by davidbdale | 4 comments
Summer camp for boys had been a nightmare of fellowship and other itchy rashes. For weeks, he had tried to find somebody he could like or a hiding place, but they had pestered him with bows and arrows, canoes and climbing ropes. The ropes he liked. Read the rest of this entry »
Butchie
February 17, 2008 in 299 Words, Childhood, Confession, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Humor, Memory, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: Bully, Business, Childhood, Guilt, Vengeance | by davidbdale | 10 comments
He should only hang. He only survived his youth because he had his parents overmatched and lived by their protection. Their idea of punishing Butchie was to limit him to slightly less of something the rest of us couldn’t afford even a little of. Read the rest of this entry »
Very Short Novels 
This is a close relative of a Very Short Novel titled Red Water from 30 years ago. It's different enough,…