She gazed out the window blankly, her eyes vacantly staring at a distant past. Placing her right palm against her furrowed forehead, she began to recall the sad memories of so long ago. Remembering her aching back, strained from the weight of a protruding belly, her eyes squinted as though she could still feel the …
Author Archives: Daniel McGeorge
From Darkness to Light
I often wondered how it might be. Those last few moments of life. The light they say, or at least some have said, glows faintly at the end of a tunnel. As you travel through the tunnel the light becomes brighter until finally you pass on into your next level of existence. You die. I …
Attitude is Everything
Apex Trucking picked up and delivered airfreight all over the greater Seattle area. Drivers were particularly efficient and conscientious, known for their dependability, speed and accuracy in coding and labeling packages that would travel world wide. Their gleaming white and blue cargo vans and cab-over box trucks set standards emulated by every other company in …
Guilty Pleasure
The freezer was packed. Jam packed. Ziplock bags filled with scallops. Freshly frozen, hand harvested treasures of the deep. Granted it was a small freezer atop my aging coppertone Frigidaire, but still, it held a lot of scallops. The fruits of a long and somewhat treacherous dive in the salty depths surrounding the forbidden pilings …
Surprise Me
I never should have had that last drink. I shouldn’t have had the first nine either. But I did. Unfortunately I tend to stagger to the left when I’m looped, so when I left the bar it was to the left I staggered. To the right might have been better. There was a plasma donation …
Desperate Run
Sweat flooded from my forehead. My legs ached from hours of slogging through the knee-deep mucky swamp. My camouflage shirt was torn ragged on both sleeves. I was exhausted. My two foot machete was now dull from endless strikes against ferns and branches and brush. My arms burned from the relentless swinging of the long …
Shot in the Dark
The concrete windowless hallway was damp to the touch, cold and foreboding. Detective Jenkins’ soft soled wingtips splashed through an inch of stagnant slime as he made his way into the chilly underground air. He wore a grey pinstriped suit, white shirt and paisley tie that could not have been more out of place here, …
The Cap
The child had been missing now for almost three days. Searchers had combed the sandy shoreline, the steep root-covered cliffs, and the thick foliage along the ridge line overlooking the ocean from above. All to no avail. Because of the stiff sea breeze’s constant flow ever-changing sand made it impossible for the dogs to find …
The Author
Throughout my life, I have journeyed through remarkable experiences. I survived a war in a distant land, toiled on assembly lines, and maneuvered mighty trucks. I found myself immersed in the profound world of mortuaries and ventured door to door, selling Fuller Brush products. Through it all, I navigated both prosperity and adversity, each chapter …
The Content
Here you will find short stories. Some are true. Some are partly true or based on real life events. Some are simply fabricated from my imagination. All are completely my own including the photographs. They represent a wide range of thought and each is completely unrelated to another. When you take the time to read …