Wishing Well Whispers

Copyright Glo Lewis 9/18/2023   Dear Readers of My Blog, 💚   I have decided to share my flash fiction or short-short story, “My Part-time Job, Years Ago,” with you. Here it is below (As usual, God bless, and I'll be in touch soon):     My Part-time Job, Years Ago Copyright Glo Lewis 9/18/2023       Work is a jeweled-eyed coyote; it splashes up out of my subconscious, shaking its shaggy coat, when I least expect it. It devours the domestic cat within me as I relax, casually kneading my nails into the sofa on a Sunday afternoon with a paper to write, books to study, or a long-awaited chapter of my novel, crying out for revision. Suddenly, the animal of work is there, salting my psyche-- and I wonder: Did I do this or forget that? The chandelier of sunlight sparkles like twisting streams of rock candy in the center of my days. By night, packs of coyotes compete for my attention. The staccato punches of their yodeling barks kil...

  Copyright Glo Lewis 9/14/2023   Dear Readers of My Blog, 💚   I have decided to share my short story, “Conversation in a Hotel Bar,” with you. Here it is below (As usual, God bless, and I'll be in touch soon):   Conversation in a Hotel Bar   Copyright Glo Lewis 9/14/2023             We were with the new church, The Greater Evangelical Church at the Beach. Our pastor had grouped us in “twos” and sent us off to commune with each other for a few hours. “Really get to know your neighbor, and judge not,” he said.     I was paired with Violet, a middle-aged African American woman whose deeply lined face bespoke a history steeped in melancholy. Her dark hair was short. She wore a red suit, red lipstick, and smiled kindly at me. Her teeth glinted like porcelain. She held her Bible with thin, leathery hands and walked with sure dignity out of the church doors.     “Where would you like to...