Henry slipped the clipping between the last page and the back cover. He’d get back to it later. Right now he felt like he needed to start at the front of the book. He turned to the first page. At the top, in tidy cursive lines, he read, January 1, 1978, These are the ramblings, musings and meanderings of Henry Louis Bell. May they someday find their way to the ones I love.
Happy New Year! And Salutations of the Season!
I do believe you’ll want to get a hold of The Book of Norman, my collection of 18 connected short stories, either for yourself or to give to someone else at this time of year, or both.
It takes a Lot to Laugh…you might know the rest
I'm a little excited, no, a lot. And so giddy I could continue to string together loosely related song lyrics for another few paragraphs, but you're time is precious. Shouldn't waste it. It's money. And there is no time like the present for me to announce that The Book of Norman, my new collection of short stories, is available for sale now on this platform. Go to this page to find out more: https://wcresser.com/
Found on You Tube: At the End of the Millennium Video
Lo and Behold: Believe me, I was drifting, off the mooring entirely. Didn't want to work. So, just for laughs, I searched my name, and lo and behold, this video came up.
Everybody at the club is talking about it: The Book of Norman
Everybody at the Club is talking about it! The Book of Norman, Wayne Cresser's new collection of short stories, which is for sale at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Lulu and Kobo now.
The Book of Norman makes a Summer Reading List
Good news about The Book of Norman, my new collection of short stories.
From the Flash Stash: I Have to Quit Commuting! (redux)
I dream that I forget in which direction I am headed. The road splits. I panic and take an exit unknown to me. It doesn’t make any difference.
Possible Wildlife (redux)
So, in the spirit of establishing a courteous process going forward and to avoid confusion, I...
When the Other Davis Lifts His Pipe (originally published in the Journal of Microliterature)
by Wayne Cresser I try to remember that when Davis approached me the previous spring, he wore a halo vest and brace. He looked awful, paler than the flesh of a potato, and scraped about the mouth and eyes. I had not seen him for some time but had thought of him occasionally, wondering why... Continue Reading →
The First Ten Minutes (or so) of Creation
Then a common sense notion occurred to him. If you had ten things to do and some of them were difficult, let’s say like creating a land snail tasty enough to serve in a fancy pants restaurant, or easy, like making rain, wouldn’t you do the easy stuff first, so that at the end of the day, you could say you accomplished something?
