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I’m a day late but I’m still way behind in my posts and life right now. 
One of the cool things about short stories is that I can try out genres that I don’t normally read and not have a long book to do it with.  Such is the case of Trail of the Lonesome Stickpin.
Mick and Casey McKee are a not your normal married couple from the Wild West.  They are gunslingers, in this story, hire to protect a valuable stickpin.
When Mick took his break to go get something to eat, he got more than he bargained for when an older lady asked him for assistance in the new shop she and her daughter were setting up.  He was offered coffee for his trouble and next thing he knew was he woke up on the floor of the shop only half dressed, with the pie he bought, next to him.  All he could remember was soft blonde hair, not the color of Casey’s.
Soon after he woke, Casey and Deputy Tilly walked in.  It looked pretty suspicious and Deputy Tilly assumed the worst in Mick.  Meanwhile the stickpin went missing again.  As Mick remembers what happens little by little the couple pieced together what happened.
This was a fun story with humor mixed in.  Not the serious type of story that I would usually pick but I enjoyed it as a change of pace.  Would I seek out a novel length story like this, well no.  Not unless I was in need of some real cotton candy.  I would however, read more shorts like this.  You can read the story here.

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I am reviewing two shorts today in an effort to catch up with the shot story posts I missed while I was away.  For UNT, I can’t for the life of me remember how I came across this short story. If you are the one who pointed me to it, please let me know. That said, this is an unusual story for a vegan who is so due to animal rights issues, to read. You’ll see why when you read my review.

Deandre met Keith at a backwoods party. She was extremely drunk:

“When I met Keith at some backwoods party my drunken mind leaped to sex. His tight white t shirt could have been another layer of skin with its soft crevices and its warmth from body heat. His khaki carpenter’s pants held a bulge as big as a baby’s elbow, and his hips were as thick as the pummel horses I saw on the Olympics.  Of course his conversation about guns and hunting was completely boring. My mind amused itself as he jabbered on about ‘coon’ hunting. The word evoked some dirty sexual connotation in me.”

She was hoping for a one night stand but instead, Keith invited her to go coon hunting with him.  She was not interested in the least but she was interested in him so went along.  Keith handed her a gun, which she had never handled in her life.  Many events followed in this short little story but I don’t want to give them away.
Okay, so I probably don’t have to say that I don’t condone hunting of any kind.  However, I am here to review the story, itself.  The story was well written and engaging.  I felt like I was there to bear witness.  In less than 9 pages, DL Stone writes a crisp story with a real plot.  I would love to know your thought on this story.  You can read it here.
A couple of Short Story Monday bloggers have reviewed Show Me Yours by Richard Van Camp.  Of course I had to get in on the action as well.  LOL!
This story is not what your dirty minds are thinking right now, so get your minds out of the gutter.  LOL!
The story took place in Yellowknife where the unnamed narrator was the victim of constant bullying.  However, when he started wearing a necklace that he made with his baby picture, the bullying stopped.  In fact, all the guys that bullied him started wearing their baby pictures and pretty soon, most of the town followed suit.
Of course, the message is simple, we are more alike than different and we all start out as innocent babies.  Hm, I wonder if everyone in peace talks had to wear their baby pictures what would happen.  Would something finally get accomplished?
The Northern Lights brought a magical touch to the well written story.  I would love to read more by Richard Van Camp.  You can read Show Me yours, here.
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A Box to Hide In by James Thurber

Posted by Teddyrose@1 on July 5, 2011
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A couple of weeks ago the Library of America featured A Box to Hide In by James Thurber.  Since then it has been reviewed by two Short Story Monday participants, so I had to jump on in myself.  LOL!
It’s a simple story the unknown narrator goes from grocery store to grocery store and other places asking if they have a box big enough for him to hide in.
“It’s a form of escape”, I told him. “Hiding in a box, it circumscribes your worries and the range of your anguish. You don’t see people, either”.
“How in the hell do you eat when you’re in this box?”, asked the grocer.”
I can certainly relate to wanting a place to hide.  When I was going through a severe depression some years ago I hid in bed as best I could. Although my husband would come home from work and get me to eat dinner and watch some TV.  Boy is he a wonderful man, the way he helped me through it!  I took a long time but then I got back into the land of the living.
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