Carpooling with Carlos, Ch. 6
Chaos produces calm… in the midst of unbalance and confusion, outside and fringe elements seize on the distractions of the … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Ch. 6
Author: Steve Achord
Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 5
A late August tropical depression that had formed days earlier in the Bay of Campeche arrived in the grassy marsh … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 5
Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 4
Robert Kennedy wouldn’t let it go. Same for his brother John. At least that’s what every bookie, hustler, loan shark, … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 4
Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 3
The boss seemed to be in decent shape and not too weary considering what he had endured that spring. On … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 3
Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 2
A shrimp boat idled slowly up Bayou Teche, the captain navigating the dark waters without the aid of a spotlight. Barely visible, the craft’s running lights were dark, giving the appearance of a wandering ghost ship, without a living soul on board to reach its destination. The moonless night covered the slow path of the […]
Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 1
A shrimp boat idled slowly up Bayou Teche, the captain navigating the dark waters without the aid of a spotlight. … Continue reading Carpooling with Carlos, Chapter 1
The Spirit of Patterson
High above the west bank of the Missouri River in Atchison, Kansas, I strolled slowly down the red brick street, … Continue reading The Spirit of Patterson
She Doesn’t Mind at All
A piece of short fiction by Steve Achord. Continue reading She Doesn’t Mind at All
Football & Frito Pies
The air was hot, full of humidity, and as most people in South Louisiana would say, “downright muggy.” My dad … Continue reading Football & Frito Pies
You Want it When?
In September of 1981, at the beginning of my senior year in high school, my parents moved forty miles southeast … Continue reading You Want it When?
Pinball & Preachers 