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Catal Hyuk

About the Cover Story

The story, Surfing in Catal Hyuk, explores the greatest fear in all of us: Do we exist, and does anybody give a damn if we do?

Or something like that.

The rest of the stories were written over a 20 year period and explore the greatest fear in all of us. Where did all those years go?

 ISBN: 0-9732799-3-1

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My Favorite Story in Catal Hyuk

Some stories in Surfing in Catal Hyuk were originally published in:

Of all these stories, my favorite has always been “The Nickel”. The idea came to me on a bus ride across Canada in 1981. We passed a crossroads in the middle of nowhere in Saskatchewan. There was a pole on the shoulder where the roads intersected. The pole had some form of box. For the rest of the trip, all the way to Vancouver, I couldn’t stop thinking about that box and wondering what it was for and why the hell it was on that pole out there in the middle of nowhere. It nagged at the back of my head until a year later, back in Fredericton, I made some notes about it and started writing a story about a man who lived in the middle of nowhere and took care of the box.

I worked on the story off and on for about 10 years until one night, when I was working at The Club Camelot on the games room bar on a slow night, I was on a roll and started writing pages by hand and passing to three of my customers who took turns reading them as I wrote them. I stopped short on the last page.

It took another two years before I finally got that last page.

BJ Lowry on “Downstream” in the Original “Clearings” Publication.

“Master Canadian storyteller Biff Mitchell pulls us into the beauty of nature with his perfect literary prose. In "Downstream," four friends, adrift in canoes on a meandering river, are separated and realize the meaning of fear in a magnificent Canadian wilderness.” -- BJ Lowry

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On Still LIfe with Muse and Sax

Every once in a while, Jo and I get together for a noontime coffee (usually at Molly’s) and talk about everything in the universe. Jo is beautiful, intelligent and polite enough to listen to my rantings without throwing scalding coffee into my face. You have to like that in a beautiful woman. One day I said I would write something to read to her. And out came the story of the cruel muse. I just want folks to know: Jo is not cruel by any stretch of the imagination. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone in my life as layed back, cool, and less apt to say a single negative thing about a fellow human being. She’s on the cover of the story. Her eyes define the word ‘gren Fictionwise.com download for this story. Another friend of mine plays the sax on the cover - Helen Kahlke. The photo for the cover was taken at Molly’s Coffee House.