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Of June Bugs and May Beetles

The tap-tap-tap­ping on the win­dow was keep­ing me awake. Most chil­dren that I know would be a little scared by this con­stant noise on their bed­room win­dow, but not me. One thing that I have learned in my rather short time is that, on the whole, and gen­er­ally without excep­tion, there is always an explanation […]

January 3, 2016 – 9:01 pm | By Chris Wild | Posted in Novel, writing | Tagged , , , | Comments (0)

Lily Wood Trail

In my dreams I nev­er reach the gate. It sits alone at the end of a wind­ing trail through dense over-hanging trees. It can barely hold itself up against its sup­port­ing posts. The wood is rot­ten, the nails rusty and brittle. The hinge that holds the gate to the posts is almost let­ting go of […]

September 8, 2012 – 9:34 am | By Chris Wild | Posted in Novel, writing | Tagged , , | Comments (0)