http://slow.writerscafe.org/wellumhulder The original writings of author Wellum Hulder en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776156316 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Another lunch with the folks. 12:35 and boiling hot with a mild breeze that only pissed me off because it cooled the sweat on my T-shirt, chilling me. I climbed out of my car, locked it, a quick mechanical thwip, thwip ejecting from my black Volkswagon GTi, and dragged my a*s over the melt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/301416/ I think this is it! This is--I hope--the opening of my first novel. It is going well and (I think) will be linked into my other short story "The Locked Man" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/300345/ “Hey Joe! Watchya doing messing around with that gun? No guns, I said. I done told you to do it just like Bob Dylan said.”         “Whut’s dat, Ang?”         “I said, watch wut yer doin’. We ain&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/297271/ This is Part--1. The Next Section out tomorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/296823/ Nixon Burroughs shuffled down the street, a slight limp in his left leg pulling his pace back a step from the rest of the crowd. Eighteen months ago a car accident left his right leg broken in several places and now, in the late stages of his recovery, he still scraped along at a sloth’s pace... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/295990/ An anonymous man strolls into his usual haunt and is visited by a ghostly, shadowy figure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/295245/ "The Notebook Part--1" A lonely figure wanders into The Write Tools Stationary Shop searching for a notebook but walks away with something completely different. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wellumhulder/294946/