The Bell Tower by L. Breen

The Bell Tower by L. Breen

On cold winter Sundays, between sermons, he liked to climb up to the top of the bell tower. He bundled himself up in his winter gear, always sure to include the matching hat and scarf set that a parishioner had knit for him, and made his way up the old wooden ladder. When he first [...]

Snapshot – Short Story by L. Breen

Snapshot – Short Story by L. Breen

All of her family photos are amateur in the purest, most endearing sense, characterized by eyes squinted shut and flies shamelessly unzipped, and although the background may change – the Grand Canyon, Niagara Falls, the Lincoln Memorial -- the photos come in only two standard compositions: her standing beside her mother and her standing beside [...]

Skim Milk and Doorknobs – Short Story by L. Breen

Skim Milk and Doorknobs – Short Story by L. Breen

Writer's Note: An accomplished and eloquent teacher told me that if something is worth writing, it is worth writing until you perfect it, until you believe the story as you believe your own memories. Stories, she said, are where the energy lives inside of us, and our job as writers is to find where that [...]

Autobiography, A Concerto in Three Parts – By L. Breen

Autobiography, A Concerto in Three Parts – By L. Breen

I: Rubbernecking To be read with much distrust, as lyrics translated from a dead language. A scene pulled from the depths of a child’s memory. We were packed in the car, driving to somewhere or away from something.  Nausea was just setting in or only beginning to wane. The sky was slate gray, indicating some [...]