Fade
I see them fading, in and out. Must be the heat and the distance. My eyes aren’t what they used to be.
It was hot, but oddly, not humid. The two soldiers in sun faded tropical fatigues stood on the ridgeline; they were motionless. Their web gear was unbuckled and hung loose around their hips. Likewise, their hands hung empty; no weapons were slung from their shoulders. They were unarmed. The one on the right was tall and lanky, th…
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Posted on August 17, 2008 at 2:23pm — Comment
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When I was younger, I wrote a bunch of stories and poems when I wasn't programming. I wrote them as a distraction to the programming because, really, while programming is great, it does little for the soul.
Those stories and poems have had a life of their own since I let them go. I haven't thought about them much over the years, but every now and then I would get a letter requesting that they be published or reprinted. Good for them, the are grown after all. They should see the world. Little did I expect that a couple of them would eventually end up in Honolulu Stories. Go figure. They'll probably outlive me.
So, no worries--just write.
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