After a brief chat about The Local Vocals Variety Show, Rising Stars, and The Bloom, I was invited to read my short piece titled, "Blowing through Conifers". I wrote "Blowing through Conifers" during the inaugural season of The Bloom. The theme was "In the Mist", and I sat at Land's End writing with the fog thick around me. Heck, it was summer in San Francisco, so fog is inevitable.
I clipped the story into its audio file below. Take a listen. It's rough. But I think its roughness captures the beauty of the piece. I hope you enjoy the reading, and I hope you discover not what has been or what may be, but what will be.