Author Archives: Fran Hart

About Fran Hart

Disciple of Christ, earning a living as the director of US-based operations for a Taiwanese company, managing an engineering organization while carving out time to write. Wife, Mother, Grandmother.

Unconvinced

On their second day of driving they rode in the comfortable silence that comes when everything’s been said. The miles behind them covered discussions of their children, now with her parents, and their pending stay at the coast. Neither felt … Continue reading

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It’s all relative

Last Sunday, my Novel In Progress group critiqued the first 25 pages of my novel, distributed three weeks earlier, in our twice-monthly round table forum. I’d heard warnings about the ego-bruising, described as a crucifixion by more than one veteran. … Continue reading

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Counterpoint to Origin Unknown

He loves me. I love knowing this. It’s awkward and inconvenient; undeniable in heightening my awareness. He speaks only a little English, but strong emotions need no translation. I nod at him, smiling. I’m polite, remote, yet his heart races … Continue reading

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Origin unknown

She hates me. I hate knowing this. It’s awkward and inconvenient, a palpable weight on my conscience. She speaks only a little English, but such strong emotions need no translation. I nod at her, smiling. I’m invariably polite, yet she … Continue reading

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Read this before our next meeting, by Al Pittampalli

Whenever the words “free book” come anywhere close to my brain’s receptors, I twitch. And if the book in question is somehow relevant or interesting, then my reflexes take whatever action is required to acquire a copy. A free copy. … Continue reading

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Pardon me, your slip is showing

Last Wednesday morning, during my weekly group meeting at Einstein Bagels, I interrupted one of my girlfriend’s as she was telling a story. In fact, if ever there was a blurt, I blurted: “You have something between your teeth.” Then … Continue reading

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A glimpse into the darkness

He caught a glimpse of her when she thought herself unobserved. Whatever demons were at work, their grip was powerful. Her eyes were dark pools, her breath, a sighing filled with sorrow. Motionless, she sat isolated in a shadowy corner … Continue reading

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A new adventure

As of this afternoon we’ve taken one more step toward ownership of a house that we intend to flip. We’ve had this idea in mind for a while, and we’ve been trying to find a good candidate. We made an … Continue reading

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Pruning

This weekend I got out the big shears and did some major pruning of the first six chapters of my first novel. This section started out 31 pages long and ended up 25 pages long. On Sunday, at the next … Continue reading

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Lunch

We sat in the parking lot eating chicken wings, with the engine running and the air conditioner on its highest setting in an effort to counter the impossible heat of this Texas summer. One wing remained on the grease-stained paper … Continue reading

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