Works in the Short Story Genre

My Date Wears a Dirndl?
This short story was written for a fiction class in 2011. It is a sci-fi inspired story about a guy who goes on a date with girl who is transported from 1800s Switzerland to the modern day while riding a train.

I walked to where Gianni told me I would find her. I felt silly, the most popular kid while in school needing his friend to hook him up with a girl. “I hope this turns out well, or Gianni is going to get it,” I thought, as I stepped toward the front door of the Arlette Hotel. She would be waiting in the hotel lobby, Gianni told me.
   As he told me I would, I found a girl wearing a traditional Swiss Dirndl. She looked like a Beer Maid at Oktoberfest! Figuring that…

The Night the Wall Came Down
Inspired by the twentieth anniversary celebrations of the fall of the Berlin Wall, in 2009, I prepared this short story for a college writing class. It is the inspiration for a novel on which I have been working since 2012.

Jürgen stood in the crowd that had gathered at the wall. Finally, on November 9, 1989, after many months and years of trying, the East German people had made a giant leap forward in the battle to achieve freedom. Jürgen, though having been born and raised in East Germany, by East German parents, had joined in the “peaceful protests”.
   Of course, he had an ulterior motive for joining in the protests: he and his girlfriend, Marta, had been separated by…

The Untitled Story Told from a Squirrel’s Perspective
This is a cute short-short story that I wrote for a college fiction class in 2009. Written from the perspective of a squirrel, it tells the story of a squirrel crossing a road and nearly getting hit. I was inspired to write the story after dodging a squirrel while driving home from school that semester.

I poked my head up from out of the grass, looking for nuts. Being the middle of autumn, I needed to collect nuts for winter food. Across the big, black, hard, hot grass with yellow lines, I found the biggest walnut I had ever seen! I knew I needed to get that nut.

“What harm could it do?” I asked myself before crossing the black patch of grass. So, I stepped onto the gravel separating the green grass from the black grass. Then I stepped onto the hot black grass. The…