Writing

I have been toiling away at the writing game for quite a while now. I've written about sports, movies, and books, and some of my stories and essays have appeared in journals and on websites around the U.S. My collection of humorous short fiction has been called a "tour de force of funny" by some of my cooler relatives.

From Taco Tuesday:

After scrutinizing my fellow passengers – a fat woman in an obnoxiously pink dress, a couple of loud teenagers, a white-haired gentleman in a gray pin-striped suit – I realized the urine smell was coming from me. Not me directly of course – I prided myself on my aiming skills – but the diaper I was holding.

When I noticed it in my hand, I was a little surprised it was still there. I found it in the train station parking lot and, being a stickler about litter, I decided it had to be thrown away. However, at that moment I was equidistant between the nearest garbage can and the soon-to-be leaving train.

I calculated my chances of getting to the garbage and disposing of the diaper and still making the train before it pulled away. I realized I couldn’t take the risk, but instead of just dropping the diaper I kept it and decided to throw it away when I got off the train.

At the Mason Street stop, I headed south on Third. There was a garbage can on the next corner, but when I got there, I hesitated. It was full, some of the trash was hanging precariously on the edge, and I decided I couldn’t in good faith leave the diaper there.