Though most of my writing time lately goes to the day job, I’ve got pieces coming on 70’s radical violence and Korean anti-bullying campaigns. In the meantime, I hope you’re not offended by something quite different from the usual.
See, I used to spend a lot of time writing stories. I even published a couple under the pen-name John Keel (named for a Terry Pratchet character). I’m going to share a few here for paid subscribers. Today’s story is a comedy originally published over a decade ago in a magazine called The First Line.
FYI, the conversion part of the story is inspired by something that happened to a relative of a friend. I belong to neither of the faiths in question.
Paul and Miriam Kaufman met the old fashioned way. For as long as people have been making it, booze has been broker to romance, and this romance began at a bar in San Antonio with two people so blind stinking drunk that neither realized the other was, by conventional standards, as ugly as sin.