It is a good thing to understand the world but also a damned hard thing. The most intelligent people are, more often than not, the saddest of people. This is one of the things that good writers toil with the most as they must understand many things to write well.

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An excerpt from my forthcoming book of microfiction, Heming Ways, a tribute to the prose of Ernest Hemingway. This one was penned during a private writing session from the writing studio of Hemingway in Key West, Florida on September 8, 2021.

One of my first forays into microfiction is slated to be published in November in The 50-Word Stories of 2021: Microfiction for Lovers of Quick Reads (50 Give or Take #1) by Vine Leaves Press.

The anthology will be available in both print and digital book formats via all major book retailers. Please check it out. It is currently available for pre-order on Amazon.

Truman.
Grinnell.
Olivia.
Windsor.
Elizabeth.
Greene.
Duval.

I’ve walked them one...
I’ve walked them all.

Old friends,
I hate to see them go.

In these last few days,
​I’ll walk them slow.

And finish up where I always do…
At the bar of Sloppy Joe.


Written from the bar at Sloppy Joe's, September 7, 2021. The streets are named in order of their occurrence on my route to Sloppy Joe's from our rental home in Key West August 13-September 12, 2021. 

The sea was a flat sheet of glass, a mixture of blue and violet as the surface caught and dispersed the sun. The clouds thin and high in the azure sky. The mullet were jumping off the west rock jetty and he knew that this would be a good day.
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An excerpt from the forthcoming work of microfiction, Heming Ways, by Shane Huey. Written on September 7, 2021 from Key West, Florida. 

I have continued to work on my forthcoming book, Heming Ways, a tribute collection of 50-word microfiction stories in the vein of Ernest Hemingway but it took the backseat to some travel and a few other projects and opportunities (one of which is writing from Ernest Hemingway's personal writing studio at his former home in Key West in just a few days).

Below is a recent excerpt.

To write is first to watch…to observe. The devil is in the details and one must first see the things that others gloss over or miss entirely before one can write anything real and good. Watch people, listen to their words, then retell it all. Good fiction is truth.



-S. Huey, Sept. 6, 2021 from Key West, Florida

sunrise and sunset
grains of sand fall through the glass
it speaks...tick, tick, tock

- S. Huey

There's a hum in the air...
A language not of words.

I feel it in my bones.
It is good and right.

They know me,
And I them.

Welcome home. 

- S. Huey

Written in Key West, from "Uncle Lou's" sidebar at Sloppy Joe's, September 2, 2021.