Kendall Defoe
Bio
Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page.
And I did this: Buy Me A Coffee... And I did this:
Stories (498/0)
The Stop
“Gonna be a hot one, t’day.” “Yep.” “Hmm…” The fly-speckled screen door was flapping lightly in the summer breeze as the last one walked in. That was Sal, an old-timer who still drove his Chevy up to the gas station-café every morning to get his regular cup of coffee and scrambled eggs. Chester and Mitch were waiting for him, already digging into their second cups of coffee and muffins they liked for their breakfast. It was warm, moving quickly to humidity as the sun crawled patiently over the horizon. There was not much else for that sun to move over in this town. Going through our little space, if you blinked, you missed it. Chester would always say that when he got the chance (every other hour if he wasn’t checked); Mitch had to make sure the pumps were working (a joke most of the time since they averaged one customer every blue moon – another favorite saying they passed around). I was just running the café, trying to keep this stupid place going for some reason related to family loyalty and the fact that I liked these bums. At least they never asked for credit; they were all set up somehow (Mitch had the job; Sal his pension; Chester some money from the military and that injury he played up when it got cold). And they were back.
By Kendall Defoe 8 months ago in Fiction
- Top Story - July 2023
Living in a Fantasia
A confession here: I have only completed my third day volunteering with the Montreal Fantasia Film Festival. I had promised myself to write more than the daily entry in my private journal. This was for many reasons: 1) I had never volunteered to help with a festival before, and I could think of no other way to get involved with one beyond travelling to Toronto, New York, or parts of Europe for such an event; 2) my summer was winding down and I could not bear to just plan a new course with my own calendar and outline from a new textbook (always more to learn); 3) there was not much else to distract me, besides online teaching and the distraction of my cellphone; and 4) I wanted to know what was going on behind the scenes. So…
By Kendall Defoe 8 months ago in Geeks
Hail Fellow, Have A Marshmallow?
Hello and welcome back! Now, this is not one of those pieces I had planned on writing (I did have other pieces that were much more interesting and...sensible to finish), but you know what they say about how you make g*d laugh... You tell him your plans...
By Kendall Defoe 9 months ago in Poets
- Top Story - July 2023
Some Thoughts on RunningTop Story - July 2023
This is the confession of an addict. I will admit that I have spent a lot of time not writing about my love of jogging, or running (both words mean different things to me; I will explain them later). Running was one of the things in my life that I came to completely under my own power. It was never something that I was encouraged to do. I never did track and field in school (never even made it onto a team of any kind). I saw no one in my family who enjoyed going for a run. And it was not something that I ever suspected would change my life.
By Kendall Defoe 9 months ago in Longevity