In getting from one place to another, some opportunities are overlooked or missed entirely. We speak to one person but not another. Or slight one, perhaps unintentionally. A shortcut misses a more scenic, memorable route. We’re just too pressed for time to do otherwise.
The three sections of Third Rail –perhaps more short stories or flash fiction than outright novellas? – return mostly to my earlier fiction while adding their own twists. There’s the deadly third rail of subway tracks, naturally, along with lost lovers and buddies. The bohemian stream of awareness. Always in the background, the hitchhiker or dreamer.
It’s a flight, then, through recent history. Along with an invitation to ride along.
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