Still Writing

My latest piece is available at https://www.firstofthemonth.org/still-writing/

Faithful readers will recall from my Adventures from whence this came, It begins like this:

Harold and I used to play nickle, dime, quarter in junior high school. Now he was in town for a Texas Hold ‘Em tournament. We met for lunch. His beard looked like a tamarin monkey had been grafted on his chin. “Still writing,?” he said. “Yup,” I said. And that was that. I asked him about poker. I asked about grandchildren. We ran through the Eagles and the Warriors. Stories about his GM dealership and repossessions dropped like stones on my toes. “Are you all right?” he asked at one lull. “Meditating,” I said. When he came back from the john, he asked what I wrote about. He thought underground comics did stand-up.