There was a papasan chair in that upstairs office. I'd hauled it up there myself. Toward the end I'd go in, shut the door, turn the lights off, and sit in it. Not praying. Not thinking, particularly. Just sitting in the dark in the middle of a workday, numb, in a building full of people … Continue reading Ok, So Now What?
The summer after my freshman year I called my grandmother from a pay phone and asked her for three hundred dollars. I was already on the mission trip when I made the call. The arrangement had been seven or eight hundred for the summer, some of it up front — except none of it came … Continue reading Three Hundred Dollars
In my twenties I worked with a man who got fired over something he said. I'll leave it there — it was his to carry and it isn't mine to publish. Today it would be called an HR violation. We both worked for the owner of the company. A client told the owner the man … Continue reading I Knew The Guy
In January of this year I used an AI tool to help me edit my novel. The chapter that came back wasn't mine. Same characters, different scene. Events I hadn't written, in a book I'd already spent a hundred and five thousand words on. I got about halfway down the page before I stopped and … Continue reading What I Didn’t Say
I had a grown man's voice by the time I was fifteen. On the phone nobody ever knew. One afternoon somebody from a radio station called the house asking for my dad. He'd won something. All he had to do was be the one to claim it. Three words. This is him. Nobody in the … Continue reading This Is Him
David Willis 