Category Archives: Fiction

Visions – Bread Crumbs

Posted on January 20, 2012 by Julie Deshtor

I do recall a battle and (why was I by your side, in what capacity? – a female in those days?) the overwhelming need to fight for you, even onto death, and then to fight on to retrieve your body, … Continue reading →

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Rome – Reflections

Posted on May 19, 2011 by Julie Deshtor

You never did find out that they had poisoned me, did you?  I guess it is safe to tell you now that they are well outside of the reach of your rage…  What were you told, I wonder?  A sweating … Continue reading →

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Repost – Quote of the day – revisited

Posted on March 16, 2011 by Julie Deshtor

Jan 12, 2009 As I’m re-reading the book Master of Dogs by Oleg Divov, I can’t help myself but post the continuation of a quote posted in the past. The original post: “I’m standing up to my ears in shit, … Continue reading →

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Domestic Webs

Posted on July 12, 2006 by Julie Deshtor

Domestic Webs A short play in three acts. Characters: NANCY – a pretty brunette of about 25. Gregory’s loving wife. GREGORY – Nancy’s devoted husband. and Shadow – a large pet tarantula. ACT I. Scene 1. Gregory’s study. Gregory walks … Continue reading →

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History of Domestication.

Posted on September 2, 2004 by Julie Deshtor

There was a subtle threat in her way of walking, swinging her hips, thumbs hooked at the waistline, shoulders hunched, head down, long neck parallel to the ground. She would often sniff the air, as if she was still walking … Continue reading →

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