You Asked For It

Some wanted a little more information about my collection of short stories, Reprieve and Other Shorts.

Some have requested a little taste, a preview, coming attractions.

Okay, you asked for it.

1. “Away From the Lab” — Some people just have to take their work home with them, but should they? This took first place in a short story contest held by English/Lit students at Chico, California.

2. “Down” — A personal story narrated in his speaking voice that goes everywhere and boy do I mean everywhere in one long sentence with just a single period at the end. This was converted to a one act, one man play, by someone at some university, sometime in the eighties. I’d only heard about it in the nineties when an old acting professor found me on the web because of my wellness pages.

3. “Into Darkness Peering” — Before your parents told you about the birds and the bees, you learned it from your friends. And it’s left scars.

4. “Reprieve” — The most unique love story you’ll ever read. Based in reality, you read the story from both participants as it slowly coalesces into the story of the story of the story. This has won three (or four) awards.

5. “Ride it Out” — A love story taking place at a distance; real and surreal; Freudian and Jungian. You may read the opening paragraph: "Ride it Out."

6. “Like Cats and Dogs” — She lives alone with her cat. He lives alone with his dog. His place is being painted and he has to move out for a while. She tells him he can stay with her as long as her dog doesn’t drive her cat crazy. Define “crazy.”

7. “Those Who Are About to Die” — My first foray into science/social fiction came about after watching extreme sports (on ABC’s Wide World of Sports). The Olympic games I present cannot possibly get any more extreme. This story took first place at the U of MN’s Second Annual Short Story Contest. My friend, Gale, was in her chemistry class when the guy next to her said, “Hey, did you read this? It’s great!” She looked at what he was reading and said, “Oh that. Read it? I edited it.”

8. “The Beer Can” — I love dreams; they’ve always fascinated me. This is my second experiment in the surreal. Tell me what it is you love and I’ll know who you are. What does he love? What does he value? Is he running to or from something? Does he care? The answer is up to the reader. Here is a taste; the story opens inside a dream: “The Beer Can

9. “Momentum” — Every writer writes a story about a writer. This is mine. His name is Darrel P. Prudohn; his friends call him Pee Pee.

10. “One More Time” —This story is a romp. I don’t write romps. This story was written by Darrel P. Prudhon.

11. “Together” — started out as a character sketch. In my college clique, in every college clique, is that one person no one fully understands. You laugh with them, go out drinking with them, but there’s that border no one can cross. Neither you nor anyone else has ever seen them with someone on anything resembling a date. So, you wonder what makes them tick. I had to draw her portrait.

12. “Once” —This is my first experiment in writing from a woman’s point of view. Were you to read my work in the order it was written, you’d see that my female characters started out being very flat and stereotypical. As I grew, my females grew. Thus, it was time to try this point of view. A friend of mine who was a painter had started her career as an attorney (she went to school with Hillary Clinton). She told me a little bit about her first job, working for a huge law firm. I thanked her for the story and told her I was going to create a short story out of it. When I gave it to her, she was in shock. I’d described a bucketful of details that she’d never told me. She took it and showed it to all her friends. It felt good to know I’d accomplished more than I’d set out to do.

13. “I Married a Coyote Ugly Dancer” — A young woman, a dancer, who had danced at Coyote Ugly in New York, had a crush on me. So I wrote her this story.

14. “The Concert” — This is my first short story in twenty years, completed in December of 2015. I’ve been busy writing about health and wellness, but this story just came together from an evening out with a beautiful woman (on Veteran’s Day….free food at Applebee’s). We talked for hours on so many subjects, both of us laughing/roaring and all through the evening. As I was driving home, this story just came together, and then went around and around and around in my head and I just had to get it out. One thing most people will not get, and I’m not about to let scholars figure this out long after I’m dead, is that nearly all my references to the main woman in this story were lifted right out of the Bible; right out of the Song of Solomon which might just be the lustiest piece of poetry in existence. I know only a handful of people who’ve read an uncensored version of the Song of Solomon because the only uncensored version is written in Hebrew, a language I was once fluent in. This is also the only story in which I gave the main character my name. Because of this, most have assumed it is a memoir, and much of it is, because writers should write about what they know. But, in the end, this is fiction. (Though the part about little Katie Bowersox is 100% true.)

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