Kikkoman Jack: 1  

A Short Story by
A. James Hindle

Kikkoman got off the bus in Tumble Falls.
It was a rainy Sunday, and Kikkoman stood alone in it as the doors of the Greyhound slapped shut and the bus … Read on ..... “KIKKOMAN JACK – 1”

A Short Story by
A James Hindle

A man by the name of Colin Payne emigrated to America in the mid-1800s.

In his early years in Sheffield, England, other than an obsessive interest in literature and storytelling, Colin had shown … Read on ..... “The Life of COLIN PAYNE”

A Short Story by
A James Hindle

 There was a knock at the door. The dog barked — the cat meowed —
I went to the door and opened it. There was no one there, so I closed it.… Read on ..... “ASSASSINS of CONTROL”

The Day I Met JACKSON CANTRELL

A Short Story by
 A James Hindle

We were in a small town in Johnson County — population 279.

My buddy Lenny Todd and I, Kelan Hart, were on our way home — … Read on ..... “The Day I Met JACKSON CANTRELL”

A Short Story by
A James Hindle 

How can writing be this difficult’?
 
Inspiration had abandoned me. Like my old computer, I frequently required a reboot. I could eat some fatty fish, or I could take a walk and save … Read on ..... “CAIRN”

a short story by
A. James Hindle

Chicago — That Toddin’ Town.

No idea what that means, but we were looking forward to finding out. Lennard Todd (Lenny) and I, Kelan Hart, were on a two-week Midwestern U.S.A. … Read on ..... “CHICAGO or Not”