The Tide Gate Sessions
The taxi dropped me at the end of the crushed shell road a little after four in the afternoon, and I stood there with my guitar case and…
Jasper Narrative
Amateur fiction writer in Virginia, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and craft stout and Islay scotch. Expect Romance with grown-up characters (40s), specific places, and the competition. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Jasper Narrative
The Exhaust Hanger Waltz
The minibus hit the last pothole before the cobbled lane and I grabbed the seat in front of me, said a small thank-you to nobody in…
The Beekeeper's Frequency
I have a problem and the problem is the 8:14 express, or more accurately it's me, because I know exactly when that train comes through the…
The Birthday List
I was forty minutes into my weekly Friday night beer when Grady Jenkin came shuffling over with that look on his face.
The Tami Tango Tournament
Let me start by saying my wife Tami is twenty-eight, I'm thirty-one, and neither one of us can dance.