After leaving Ingrid behind, Alex was more determined to find someone to hang with. Curt, on the other hand, just wanted to meet up with Shaun because he liked to keep to a schedule. As the two, with different agendas, walked through the fest, Curtis looked back to see if he could find the person he bumped into. Continue reading “The Winter Fest, Part 2 (Slice of life from novel in progress)”
A breeze blew through his long hair forming a wave in the air as he hurried down the street to meet Alex. Fall had just ended, but the gust in the walkway was reminding Curtis that Winter was now upon them. Although he was in a rush, the wall of air before him was slowing his progress. Continue reading “The Winter Fest (Slice of life from novel in progress)”
**Note, this was written in the early 90s. Technology was different then. It was pre-casual internet use. Also, a modern term replaced something that was bugging me at the time it was written. That term was not in general use at the time.
My father once told me that change will occur when you least expect it. I feel the winds of change blowing. Does that mean that nothing will happen? -excerpt from Curtis Tyre’s journal [September 4th]
There is nothing in this world constant, but inconsistency. -Jonathan Swift: A Critical Essay upon the Faculties of the Mind 
October was less than three weeks away. By the look on Curt’s face, he Continue reading “Prologue”