Algiers, an Audio Short Story by James Strauss
May24

Algiers, an Audio Short Story by James Strauss

  Sitting on a park bench in  Santa Fe, contemplating what is worthwhile and remembering Algiers.       Flashback to a childhood encounter with a Legionaire helps bring the recent past and today into perspective.         Audio Version of Algiers by James Strauss. Enjoy     Text Version...

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Holy Moly, A Harvey Adventure, Short Story by James Strauss
Mar24

Holy Moly, A Harvey Adventure, Short Story by James Strauss

HOLY MOLY Short Story by James Strauss   The forest abided. The spring fed the stream that gushed downhill toward the lake with the gurgling sounds of coming warmth penetrating everything on both sides of it. The stream was the winding arterial graft that wrapped the heart of the forest in its continuous beating and eternally moving embrace. The snow was gone. Worms surfaced for whatever reason worms surface, and the crows fought for...

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Audio Version of Herschel, a Short Story by James Strauss
Apr17

Audio Version of Herschel, a Short Story by James Strauss

This fishing trip turned in to real ordeal for Tom.     A chance meeting with a mother bear and her cub proved to be a fortuitous experience. Find out why Tom needed so much milk, and what happens when a mother bear gets angry……… If you have not read Herschel the text can be found here Text Version Listen to the audio...

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Audio Version of Zack, a Short Story by James Strauss
Apr13

Audio Version of Zack, a Short Story by James Strauss

Audio Version of the Adventures of Zack         Zack and Streblo, the feral grey cat who adopted the eight year old living in the boathouse, experience meeting Jerry Strain. They help the corpulent attorney to look at life through a different prism. Four feet under water? Have you read the text Version? Grab it here: Zack   Or listen streaming:    ...

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Sunday, Short Story by James Strauss
Apr09

Sunday, Short Story by James Strauss

SUNDAY Short Story By J. Strauss The boy sat on the sand atop the low rocks, staring down into clear lapping water. He carefully lowered his small hand down until it was just beneath the surface. He waited. There it was again. A solid thrumming vibration. It lasted for a few seconds before it was gone. The boy pulled his hand out, and then gently wiped it on his “T” shirt. The shirt had been a gift from his grandfather on his eighth...

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