http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/Literary fiction short stories from writer living in Japan. Writer sees stories everywhere and creates, interesting stories with cultural insights.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/627483The Savior on the Bed by Karen Bremer Masuda It couldn't be said that everything was alright. Not when things like that happen. Jon dragged his book bag on the ground behind him. What would his mother say! The thought of her exasperated voice telling him that he would put a hole in it dragging it...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/615196Mami crossed the boarding gate lounge area with a skip of anticipation, excited to have discovered me, her deticated English teacher, in the lounge area next to hers, thankfully boarding a different flight. As she headed towards me, I had the feeling of a fawn caught in headlights; unable to move,...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/602761Being a star on the basketball team gave Brad entry into the world of cheerleaders, so that Brad had very little time to notice Kelly. He knew that his shock of red hair, the freckled face, and the braces, were all endearing, especially when combined with the ability to play basketball well. The...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/602759The Intangible Something by Karen Bremer Masuda Kelly Hoggit got crap for her last name; at least when she first moved high schools. It didn’t matter that she was slender, and even sexy, some guy always snickered at her when introduction time rolled around in new classes. This was the third new...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/599251Socializing makes me a valid person. That I can smile and make others laugh is important so important that when things go off in that area then it ruins my life. That’s right my life is in ruins. ‘Is it really?’ ‘Why yes!’ ‘Why must it be in ruin?’ ‘Because I don’t feel like a valid person.’...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/595824‘Honey-‘, so it had come to this, to being called honey… ‘Honey-,’ she said it again. ‘You need to give me their names.’ First names first in this country, ‘Tetsuo Terada, and-‘, I took a deep breath, ‘Mu-,’ oops, that was the last name, ‘I mean Naoki Mukounanobatake.’ There was a silence....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/595823From the Trunk by Karen Bremer Masuda It was dark enough that I didn’t know if I had my eyes open. A jarring jolt made me realize they actually were open, the searing pain at the back of my neck making it all unbearable, so that I shifted best I could from my fetal position to a less tight one....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/593018Tracy could never forgive her. Tracy and her mother-in-law regarded each other with such distaste, that there was nothing either could anticipate in changing such intense aversion. Her son was a free spirit who she couldn’t contain, and although he had come back to do the right thing, Mrs....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/593012The two years with Karl in London had led her to this marriage. It was a time when his arms had enveloped her and made her feel secure. She was just impressionable enough to believe that he would lead her to lofty heights of well-being. He was a big burly man who cocked his head to one side...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/KaBooM62sstorytime/593009Circle to Acceptance by Karen Bremer Masuda The swaying of the train lolled her head from side to side even though she was standing and holding on to one of the rings. She was sleepy enough to close her eyes right there, but was aware that she could go careening into one of the many people seated...