Category: Fiction
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Fiction: Parched
Rich and colorful page turners. Morris has a fine sense of time and place and brings her memorable characters to life. She also tells a captivating story. You won’t find it easy to put her book down, and her characters will stay with you when you do. We can only hope she keeps writing and…
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Fiction: Miss Peckham Departs
Men are mudsill. A woman stands up and a man’s only response is infidelity.
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Fiction: A Lonely Journey
William stood near the Markham quarters, hoping again to catch a glimpse of Thankful. He lit a cigar and took a small sip from his flask. William bathed in nostalgia as the sun came up and the air filled with the sweet sounds of reveille, morning call and stable duty. Screaming children raced out with…
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Fiction: Whores Have Dreams Too
“What about me? Don’t you care for me?” Ginny’s chin quivered, and she took the bottle from William.
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Fiction: Thankful Crenshaw Misses a Step
“William, I’m so ashamed of myself—truly—you must forgive me. I’m just so annoyed over Miss Peckham.” “Why? Because you need to be the center of the universe at all times? Come to your senses,” William said as he pulled a bottle of whiskey from under the tablecloth and filled a large glass to the rim.…
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Fiction: Why William Weldon Fell
“Is this the same girl, who wore trousers a few hours ago and created such a ruckus?” Fahy asked. “You clean up nicely, Miss Peckham.”
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Fiction: Rough Riding
After getting nowhere with his prostitute friend, William agrees to escort Miss Peckham, the women’s rights crusader, to Fort Grant. Evening call rang out and the musicians at the bandstand halted their concert as they did each day with a melancholy little tune to send the children, their caretakers and the soldiers to their quarters.…
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Are You Emotionally Mature? Here’s How to Get There
the line that separates insecure ambition from likely success
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Fiction: Love and Marriage
William had three drawings published in an obscure magazine back east and even one sketch put into the Army Navy Journal. He sent that one to his father. As long as he avoided Thankful, Lieutenant Fahy and thoughts of home, his days were bearable. The Apaches rampaged as the garrison troops polished their guns, awaiting…
Author Adrienne Morris 