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  • A Jane Austen Daydream
  • Permanent Spring Showers
  • Megan
  • Maximilian Standforth and the Case of the Dangerous Dare
  • The Dante 3
  • Me Stuff
  • Man Behind the Curtain
  • June 19, 2012

    Upon The Ground: Under The Angelic Glow Of Dusk

    Today is the penultimate short story from my collection Upon The Ground, which is being shared online via www.greenspotblue.com. Today’s story is entitled “Under The Angelic Glow Of Dusk.” Take from it what you will.

    Here is the beginning of this little strange tale:

    –

    “Under The Angelic Glow Of Dusk”

    “The Time has been catching us off guard,” she said to me and I, still reeling from the wind and the parties, only laughed at her notion and called her mind a good hangover waiting to happen.

    She did not like my comments (typical) and shunned me for the first two days of our assignment. This probably wouldn’t have bothered me so much if we weren’t supposed to be wife and husband in this little life moment. On Friday, I got sick of her little games and in a dark corner in a dark moment after breakfast (which consisted of coffee or tea (decaffeinated), corn flakes (dry), and milk (cold).) I confronted her about the so-called importance of our assignment.

    As she angrily argued back at me her wings rustled under her silly white dress. She hated me.

    I laughed at that and reminded her small mind that she wasn’t capable of hate. Her and her little angels and their white hair and white eyes and white gleaming teeth never hate- Even those easy to. She then said it may not be hate but it was the closest she had felt to it. I had to laugh at her honesty, even though just the sound of her voice annoyed me.

    She then stated that she was very sure she hated the sound of my laughter (it is a dark loud, booming laugh that echoes with screams of those inside) and then went and compared it to angry bells banging against the side of her ears. All the noises of lost times.

    –

    You can read the rest of the story here. You can also catch up on the previous stories from Upon The Ground via the links on this page. Thank you for reading!

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  • June 15, 2012

    Notes From THE HONEYMOON, What Would Have Been the Last Part of The Dante 3

    While creating the scripts for Time Out Of Mind, the proposed sequel to The Dante Experience, I began to take notes and scribble ideas for the third and final part, which had the working title of The Honeymoon.

    I always knew I wanted the series to be a trilogy. Where I saw the first part being the afterlife and the second being time, I wanted the third to be a little more personal, and less large scale.  For some reason I became fascinated by the idea of putting as many of my characters as I could on a boat in the middle of the ocean… and seeing what happens.

    After sending Time Out Of Mind to Mind’s Ear and realizing it was not going to happen, my notes and scenes for The Honeymoon became… well… history. (more…)

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  • June 12, 2012

    Upon The Ground: The WOMB Story

    The twelfth story from my collection Upon The Ground is up at www.greenspotblue.com.  It is called “The WOMB Story.” On a side note, part of this was inspired by something Ray Bradbury said about his memory.  I’ll just leave it at that.

    Here is a snippet from the beginning of the story:

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    “The WOMB Story”

    I can recall EVERYTHING.

    I remember being three and chasing clouds with my dog and being one and being rocked to sleep by my mom (“Hush little baby don’t say a word. Momma’s gonna buy you….”), but, more amazingly, I can remember being in the womb. I remember it because it was the safest I had ever felt in my life.

    It was warm.

    My mom’s heart was always there and I could feel connected to it (Thump. Thump. Thump.). I was connected to nature. Life in its purest moment. I could feel hands touching the stomach. I remember kicking and the taste of my thumb and the cord and the echoes of the voices outside laughing and talking.

    Those memories are what warp my dreams today.

    I can’t tell my wife. She won’t understand…. Well, she will claim to understand, but she won’t. It was my wild imagination that attracted her to me in the first place. She’s a Kindergarten teacher (“You’re like a grown child.” “How am I supposed to take that?” “As a compliment. You treat everything as a new experience. I love to watch your eyes.”).

    –

    You can read the rest of the story here. And in the Upon The Ground page you can find links to the other stories already from the collection. Thanks for reading!

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  • June 8, 2012

    Episode Ten: Time Out Of Mind

    Episode 10 of

    Time Out Of Mind,

    The sequel to

    The Dante Experience

    “Gettysburg”

    OPENING CREDITS

    Scene 1

    SOUND: Of Heaven

    MICHAEL: Hazzah, your stellarness! I have good news for you. The communication link has been set up and I can get our team to fight the dragons!

    REPAIR ANGEL: I said, I would fix it… All you had to do was wait.

    MICHAEL: Not now! I’m talking to the big guy…Anyway, your infiniteness, I’m about to make contact with our team. Jenkins, can you hear me? Hello?

    Scene 2

    SOUND: Of Beach.

    MICHAEL: Jenkins.

    JENKINS: Oh, great, it’s Angel Michael.

    ALL: (Sigh) (more…)

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  • June 5, 2012

    Upon The Ground: Firsts

    I’m on day 2 of having a cold and the medicine is making me a little loopy so if I forget what I’m… Okay, what am I doing again? Oh, yeah! A new short story from my collection Upon The Ground is up at www.greenspotblue.com. It is called “Firsts.”

     Here is a bit from the beginning:

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    “Firsts”

    Lisa thought love was stupid. How else could she explain what she was looking at? For there below her bedroom window was her sister with her lips implanted against a man’s face.

    Lisa couldn’t help but squirm at the vision. Her mind was filled with a thousand repulsive thoughts regarding it. What if he had food stuck in his teeth? What if he doesn’t even have teeth? (Her grandfather doesn’t have teeth. When she was three and she saw him first remove his dentures it took her grandmother twenty minutes to calm her down). Or more disgusting than that- What if he used his tongue?

    She had heard her sister discuss this boy before. It was over dinner last night. Her father (the mayor) didn’t think he was the right kind of boy for his daughter to be associating with (as if any boy would be). Her sister, Emily, then followed that comment with a more drastic comment. That drastic comment created the bedroom detention that should have been going on for the next few weeks…. However, that was not the case. For there was Lisa looking down at the “punished” Emily with her lips “stuck” to this stranger.

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    You can read the rest of the story here. Also I have links to the other stories from the collection on the Upon The Ground page. Thanks for reading! I’m going to go sneeze now. 

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  • June 1, 2012

    Episode Nine: Time Out Of Mind

    Episode 9 of

    Time Out Of Mind,

    The Sequel to

    The Dante Experience

    “Two Roberts for the Price of One”

    OPENING CREDITS

    Scene 1

    SOUND: Of Heaven.

    REPAIR ANGEL: Best out of three?

    KELLII: Ok. You move first.

    MICHAEL: Can you two stop playing that game! This is the throne room and I am doing important things. The big guy doesn’t want to see you playing a board game.

    KELLII: I don’t hear him complaining.

    REPAIR ANGEL: Actually, I haven’t heard him at all since I’ve been here.

    MICHAEL: Can you two please stop judging the maker.

    KELLII: Is he even awake?… Hello? Anyone there? (more…)

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  • May 30, 2012

    Time to Share! Some Southard Samples

    Today, I thought I would link to some samples I have shared from some of my novels in the past. Think of this as something like Show and Tell, but it is my turn and no one gets a turn but me… Oh, and everyone has to listen and applaud at the end with a hint of jealousy… oh yes, and run out and buy all my books and love me.

    Okay, maybe not all that, but you get the gist.

    I have two novels currently in print. They were both honored in a novel-writing competition before being selected for publication by a new indie press. They are Megan and My Problem With Doors. I am really proud of both books.

    Megan is the story of Megan Wane. Megan lives in two different worlds. In the real world, she is a very bored office worker, frustrated by the direction her life has taken and dealing with a micro-managing boss. In her fantasy world though, Megan is a princess superhero, The Great Defender.

    In this excerpt (here), Megan deals with a very “bureaucratic” dragon. You can find my book on amazon.com here.

    My Problem With Doors is the story of Jacob who has been stuck time traveling ever since he was a toddler. His “problem” is a unique one; doors do not work for him as they do for us, and when he enters one he never knows what he will meet on the other side.

    In this excerpt (here) from the novel, Jacob has dinner with Jack the Ripper. You can find the book on amazon.com here.

    A lot of my work over this year has been trying to find a home for A Jane Austen Daydream, my most current novel. Last year, it was selected to be shared online by greenspotblue.com. (Those links to the chapters from the book can still be found on the A Jane Austen Daydream page.)  My hope is to find an agent for the work and then get it published. So if you are an agent or publisher reading this… ah… hi...

    A Jane Austen Daydream is not a biography, it is not even close to being one. In the book, I am “retelling” Jane’s life as if she was one of the characters in her novel, giving her the love story she deserved and never had.

    This selection (here) is chapter two from the first part of the work.

    Thanks for reading! And please, if you like what you read, share the work on your page or share with your friends or buy the books or visit the Austen page or tell your aunt who is an agent about me or send me cookies… I like cookies. Who doesn’t?

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  • May 29, 2012

    Upon The Ground: Full Of Her

    The next short story from my collection Upon The Ground is up at greenspotblue.com  This short story is called “Full of Her” and can be found here.

    Here is a snippet from the beginning:

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    “Full of Her”

    She was going to do it again.

    He could read it in her eyes. He could read it in her hands as they moved awkwardly with the knife and fork at the table. God, he could read it in the air, her presence before she even walked up to the table. Before she sat down across from him and looked up at him with her eyes, he knew. Everything else was just waiting for the inevitable

    She was going to do it again and the only question running through his mind was what approach would it be this time.

    She put her fork back down on the table and looked up at him. “Joey,” she sighed. “You’re my best friend…”

    It was approach number 12 again.

    –

    You can read the rest of the story here. I’ve also put up links to all of the other stories via the Upon The Ground page on this site.  Thanks for reading!

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  • May 25, 2012

    Episode Eight: Time Out Of Mind

    Episode 8 of

    Time Out Of Mind,

    The Sequel to

    The Dante Experience

    “Dinner With the Folks”

    OPENING CREDITS

    Scene 1

    SOUND: Of heaven and a computer typing.

    MICHAEL: Ok, I have some bad news…

    SOUND: Of computer stops typing.

    MICHAEL: I’ve been searching for three hours now and I can’t find our group of heroes. Ever since Adam threw that rock and hit the time machine, our team has been lost in time… They could be anywhere.

    KELLII: Can we play another game now?

    REPAIR ANGEL: I have Stratego.

    KELLII: Yeah, get that one. Anything better than Monopoly. Monopoly just doesn’t work for two people.

    MICHAEL: Can you two please leave?

    KELLII: I want to wait and see what happens next?

    MICHAEL: What happens next? I’ll tell you what happens next! Your father shows up and kicks my…

    REPAIR ANGEL: Hey, let’s watch the language.

    KELLII: So he is a little protective.

    MICHAEL: He threatened me for just taking you on a date!

    KELLII: See, protective.

    REPAIR ANGEL: Wait until he sees the website you created. (more…)

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  • May 22, 2012

    Upon The Ground: A Children’s Nightmare

    The next story from my collection Upon The Ground is available via GreenSpotBlue.com. It is called “A Children’s Nightmare” and you can read the story here.

    Here is a sample from the beginning:

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    “A Children’s Nightmare”

    The children could have spent all day looking at that tombstone. It was the most foreboding piece of marble in the cemetery. But for the children, the size of that tombstone brought along pictures of giants and monsters. And the fact that it said “Better Dead Than Alive” under the name “Jake Hawkins,” couldn’t help but make them think that it was good he was dead. Did he terrorize a village with his footsteps? Did he steal maidens from their wedding days? Did he eat people? Whatever he did in life, there was a celebration in his death.

    It might have been that problem that confused Lisa the most. For Lisa did understand death. She understood the concept at least. Her Grandmother still tells the story of Lisa when she was three and they were at the park across the street from Matt’s house. Lisa was playing on the swings and her Grandmother was talking with her Grandfather about who they knew buried in the other graveyard beyond the playground.

    Now her Grandfather grew up in a strong religious background and from time to time he would try to convince people of that fact. Especially in his old age he seemed to go back to those studies as a form of support for the coming end. It also seemed to give possibility (when he truly allowed himself to believe) for a hope, feeling and moment of happiness for the people gone.

    But her Grandmother was exactly the opposite of her Grandfather. She was an atheist of the strongest kind (actually she had an opinion about everything and every opinion of hers was strong). Her husband and she would spend days arguing about things like a game perfected over the decades of holding hands in their little time.

    –

    You can read the rest of the story here. Links for the previous short stories can be found on the Upon The Ground page.  Thanks for reading!

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