Here’s another chapter of “Jeap’s Holler”.  If you’ve landed here for the first time, scroll down to read the other seven chapters of this story.  I have only one more chapter that hasn’t been posted so obviously the work is unfinished.  But in reviewing […]

  J.C. and Jean strolled slowly together on the gravel driveway in the hot sunlight.  They arrived at the tailgate of Jean’s square, green pickup truck whose paint had erupted into pocks across the top and hood. She reached out and affectionately patted the […]

  About half the towners who lived in Jeap’s Holler owned motor vehicles of one sort or another.  J.C. was not one of them.  He owned a fat-tire bicycle and kept its chain oiled.  It had a tote trailer attached to the back which […]

  Dew gave drink to the moss this morning as the frog chorus sang.  Among a murder of crows a cote of doves had settled, all looking west.  They were white and clean in their new spring clothes. As their heads bobbed they began […]

  “This is terribly vain of me,” said the judge, “but I’m really curious as to how I’m supposed to—well, you know, die.”  The judge used air quotes around the word die. “Everyone wants to know,” said Jane.  “You’d have been the first if […]

A silver Hummer vehicle, sparkling and impressive, sat parked at the far end of the wide pavement in front of the mansion.  The Hummer’s windows were tinted black.  But the back of it was all that could be seen from the limo as the […]

  The Bridewell mansion, in its day, had been a very beautiful home.  It was the type of home they made paintings of for Christmas cards – grand yet homey at the same time.  It was the kind of place where every American wanted […]

A bit of old work again.  I’m not going to elaborate but I’ve got a few short chapters of this yet incomplete story.  Please let me know if you like it.  Dale Jeap’s Holler:  Chapter I One bright Thursday morning, close to noon, a […]