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And Rapture, fiction by Sheldon Lee Compton

There was this time I thought Gabriel was blow­ing his horn and dive-bom­b­ing me into Hell.  Turned out it was a Mack coal truck across the road at Dale Trivette’s Truck­ing pulling onto Route 610. I was in bed and … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Sheldon Compton's The Same Terrible Storm

One of the ways I judge my fic­tion is by its rel­a­tive verac­i­ty. It bugs the hell out of me when writ­ers get easy things wrong: gun details, car details, wildlife, you name it. In Shel­don Compton's The Same Ter­ri­ble … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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The Troubles, fiction by Sheldon Compton

Raise your shirt, Mr. Mullins.” “How about I just take it off?” “That’ll be fine.” She asked him to breathe heav­i­ly three or four times, mov­ing a stetho­scope from his chest to his back and then to his chest again. … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Remodeling, fiction by Sheldon Compton

A weak rain fell and set­tled across Route 6 like a worn out bed sheet so that oil and grease left from the occa­sion­al car and sev­er­al short-bed coal trucks rose back to the sur­face of the black­top. The road … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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