Short Stories

A Neighborhood Treasure

A Neighborhood Treasure

A portrait of my backyard bar called Lee Harvey’s, what is has to offer, and why I love it so.

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Zimbabwe Soirée

Zimbabwe Soirée

A few summers ago, I spent a handful of days in Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe between filming assignments. In that charming, but unlikely place, I met a beautiful young woman named Claire. Tall and slender with skin kissed by the African sun, she was smart, funny, and spoke fluent French. She drove an old safari land [...]

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Stone Bottoms are Best

Stone Bottoms are Best

Summers in Texas are hot; blisteringly hot. It is the kind of heat that can only be battled by a jump into the local lake, or a pool, and in this case, a stone bottom pool.
This pool was our Summer sanctuary; a serene, tree shaded, backyard aquifer that gifted us with refreshing Summer swims and [...]

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Ruaha River Reflection

Ruaha River Reflection

An elaboration on my first assignment in Africa, and the lasting effect that it had on me.

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Ssese Island Sensitivity

Ssese Island Sensitivity

I am aboard a “barge”, (as the word ferry is sometimes, well, too fairy) flotsaming across the great Lake Victoria in Uganda, towards the Ssese Islands.
Having the time to ingest numerous books and films in my African wilderness isolation has brought to my attention how affected I can be by music, literature, and film, and [...]

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Rest in Peace Roxanne

Rest in Peace Roxanne

Sitting by my window reading a book, I heard two men talking as they walked down the street. Their words floated in through my open window unseen, but were deeply felt. From the sound of their voices, I imagined them to be elderly black men, speaking in that endearing southern country drawl that makes you [...]

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