Sunday, March 17, 2013

Cats, Pagans, Racists and Swimming Pools

Video version of my entry in this week's 100 Word Stories Challenge.
I started writing an introduction to the St. Patrick's Day story and ended up with a new 100 Word Story focused on the locale. Believe it or not, it's another work of non-fiction.
South Jackson in the Shade

I lived in South Jackson, Mississippi for a decade in the 1980’s, over a period of three excruciating years. South Jackson was the least progressive part of town, a place where black men were called “boy” and white folks explained, "it was okay to use the word 'nigger' if the colored acted that way." I spent my days in a one room office managing the telemarketing empire of a half-crazed, coke-snorting, hooker-loving, self-made entrepreneur with $250,000 in tax avoidance cash hidden in the attic of his Beverly Hillbillies McMansion. Yeah. He had a cement pond.

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