When we immigrated to America, first it was Vallejo, a trailer park, and then later Las Vegas, where I attended middle school and high school. My mum kept saying the strip. What is the strip? It was something exciting!
Another childhood micro story. From my novel manuscript The Autobiography of Don Whiskers. A micro tale of a six year old boy from Northern Ireland in London in the early 80’s. He is always unlatching the gate and singing songs in old English pubs along the river. He is a pub storyteller. Everyone loves hisContinue reading “A BEND IN THE RIVER”