Category: Short Stories

May 1, 2013 /

. The Date, by George Kaplan . Rhodes Cardell was in a quandary. As was Will Makepeace. Rhodes Cardell was in a panic. So, too, was Will Makepeace. This wasn’t too surprising, because Rhodes Cardell *was* Will Makepeace, or, rather, vice versa. . It was 1983. Rhodes Cardell was a…

April 19, 2013 /
April 15, 2013 /
April 14, 2013 /

Babies, Darlings, Angels, Compadres and assorted Poppets… If you have been following this blog you’ll know I wrote a book (an irreverent, sexy, oh so mysterioso roman à clef)… Where was I? Oh yes, someone’s going to publish the book, and I was very vague about the details – no more,…

April 7, 2013 /

As you might have gleaned by now, when there’s a story to tell about Hollywood, I’m inclined to change the names and mix it up a bit to protect the innocent. What follows is mostly true, except what’s not. Carrot topped Kier Bloomfield smeared zinc oxide over the bridge of…

April 7, 2013 /

As you might have gleaned by now, when there’s a story to tell about Hollywood, I’m inclined to change the names and mix it up a bit to protect the innocent. What follows is mostly true, except what’s not. At the end of summer, after several restorative sessions, Ms. Todd…

April 6, 2013 /
March 27, 2013 /

My friend responds to my post (FRIENDS | BEGUILING HOLLYWOOD) about growing up together: So you remember Jilly the Gerbil’s funeral! That was one of the first stories I told my kids about us too! I think we dressed up in our Sunday dress-up best because I distinctly remember dragging…

March 23, 2013 /

Happy Birthday to The Pink Agendist | by E.B. de Mas Feel free to light up your cigar and crack open the champagne. And here’s to many more.