I first saw him on his porch.
“My name’s Bill Flynn. I just rented the house next door.”
He smiled. “Name’s Greg. I used to be smart. I was a writer.”
“Don’t you write anymore?”
“Can’t. Had a tumor removed from my brain. Can’t remember words.”
“Me too. Last week I couldn’t remember a restaurant.”
“No. You forget words. My words are lost in a dark hole. I can’t dig them out. But when I can’t think of something, I describe it. Like the white powder you put on food.”
“Yeah,” he said. “I used to be smart.”
Mel Goldberg: I taught literature and writing in California, Illinois, Arizona and as a Fulbright Exchange Teacher to Stanground College in Cambridgeshire, England. I quit my teaching position and moved to Sedona, Arizona to complete writing my first novel. Professional artist Bev Kephart and I bought a small motor home and traveled the US, Canada, and Mexico for seven years, working at RV parks for our space. My writing has been published online and in print in the United Kingdom, the United States, Mexico, New Zealand, and Australia. My novels are available on Amazon. For more information visit wix.com/goldmiel/authormel.