Sundries
Many of the short stories found here were written long ago – some over ten years ago. They were written by a mind I hardly recognize, though I can appreciate the effort. Some are admittedly not very good. Some are almost pagan. There are boring stories, and there are captivating stories, and some only have interesting settings.
I have edited them for grammar, etc., but not for content. If, for example, the dates of Babylonian kings are incorrect, I have no time now to go back and correct them. If Calvin Coolidge was not really president during prohibition, I will let it go. I will try to date them as best I can. Maybe someone will remark that, as with running long distances, the author of these stories improved with age.
Signs, a cautionary anecdote (M.C. Mahan, circa July 2014)
