“Was that a shot? Charley, absorbed in his thoughts, leaped up and moved toward the windows. The air in the old classroom…” Read More
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“Was that a shot? Charley, absorbed in his thoughts, leaped up and moved toward the windows. The air in the old classroom…” Read More
I read all of the fiction this afternoon and I like all of them. My favorite ws Cradle Hymn by Robert McKean. I was interested to learn when reading the information about the writers that he was a finalist in a Flannery O’Connor short fiction contest. That’s quite an accomplishment. You are attracting good writers which makes it impossible for me to consider submitting anything but my comments and my email address.
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