Selections from Through the Glass Darkly

Through the Glass Darkly is my self-published collection of short stories. It is available on Amazon.com under L. Stewart Marsden.

But, be warned! It is not for the fainthearted reader.

Click here for this month’s free story from the book.

Copyright © 2012 by Lawrence S. Marsden,

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7 Responses to “Selections from Through the Glass Darkly”

  1. Kenna McKinnon April 20, 2014 at 9:42 am #

    I read it, OMG, and the skin on my back is still prickling. He was Death, was he not? It reminded me of a Greek myth of the love god Cupid visiting at night a woman he loved; he wouldn’t show his face. She held a candle to his sleeping visage one night and the hot wax dripped on his face and woke him. He never returned.

    • skipmars April 20, 2014 at 9:50 am #

      He could be many things. As with my poetry, I never impose my interpretation on a reader. I had an English teacher in high school argue Richard Cory did not die from the bullet he put in his head. Go figure. But, he also turned me on to Midnight Cowboy, and Kurt Vonnegut, for which I’ll always be grateful.

  2. Kenna McKinnon April 20, 2014 at 10:01 am #

    I read something very interesting about Kurt Vonnegut when he was in his nineties. I don’t know if you’ve seen it and I can’t remember where I saw it, but it was recently. A middle grade school in New York contacted several well known authors to come visit their school. Kurt was the only author who replied, and his letter was wonderful. He told the students he “resembles an iguana” and never went out anymore, but he did provide them with great advise about writing. I wish I could remember where I saw it. Yes, I saw Dustin Hoffman and Jon Voigt in Midnight Cowboy in the theatre with my then husband. We were young. He later died in a motorcycle crash, not too long after that movie. I always wondered about that. Your short story also reminds me of a song by Joan Baez, Sweet Sir Galahad.

    • skipmars April 20, 2014 at 10:08 am #

      Baez was someone whose songs I learned when first playing the guitar. Black,Black,Black is the color of my true love’s hair. Polly Von . . .

      I miss those days.

  3. Andrea June 23, 2015 at 6:22 pm #

    Great book and a must read. First night I could barely sleep for fear of boogeyman. The wonderful thing about this author – he does not tie up story with nice bow. Depending on your life experiences, you will come up with what happens next, that will differ from my interpretation. Definitely on the darker side of what I usually read but now I seek out more of his literature. He is that person who tells terrfic ghost stories. When you approach the next camp you hope he is there. So I was lucky to find he has a blog at skipmars.wordpress.com
    In full disclosure, I volunteered to read manuscript. I received no monetary compensation for this review, just a fan!!!

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