The Mind of a Writer and Other Fables

A collection of short stories and such by Stephen Evans

Cover of The Mind of a Writer and Other Fables

The Mind of a Writer and Other Fables captures the often playful occasionally charming mostly short always quirky tales, plays, verse, and other inhabitants of the imagination of playwright and author Stephen Evans.

The collection includes the following:

Foreword, Heart of Gold, The Island of Always, A Visitor to your Planet, Mulberry Pie, Down with Moonlight, Anne Hathaway Remembers, The Peddler Who Sold Nothing, The Circus of the Animal Crackers, Well, There’s this Pond, Mrs. Evans Remembers, The Mind of a Writer, Frosty versus the Zombie Apocalypse, The Dance, Infinity to One, Mrs. Emerson Remembers, Lake of the Isles, Dad’s Story, The Ritual, Friends, Mall of America, The Sparrow’s Bible, How to Mourn, Operators Are  Standing By, It’s Not Christmas Yet, Gently with Intent, The Smiles, The Meaning of Life, The Slow Mage, Mrs. Shelley Remembers, Whales Speak Not, The Crooked and the Straight

ISBN: 978-1-953725-18-9

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What the Critics Said:

“Stephen Evans’ short story collection, The Mind of a Writer and Other Fables, serves as a loving tribute to Evans’s late father, remembered here as an entrancing storyteller who once toyed with becoming a writer himself.

Evans and his father often talked about collaborating on a book, but the elder Evans passed away before they got around to it. Still, he left behind his own incomplete manuscript (a sort of hard-boiled detective story), which his son thoughtfully places at the heart of this collection.

The stories here are diverse, veering occasionally into magical realism, fantasy, and science fiction, but always literary and tightly written.

The shortest stories comprise single paragraphs. Anne Hathaway Remembers, for example, imagines the title character’s longing for her husband (Shakespeare), who was absent for many years. Mrs. Evans Remembers similarly conjures a recollection of the author’s own father through the eyes of his mother. Each manages a depth and intimacy belied by their brevity.

Other stories include fables, oddball premises, and stream-of-consciousness musings, often rather funny, and ranging from silly to profound: Henry David Thoreau tries in vain to sell a publisher on Walden; children erect an army of animate snowmen to repel a zombie apocalypse; a sensitive boy relates being bullied for abstaining from McDonalds, not because he’s a vegetarian, as it turns out, but because he’s a vampire.

There are serious stories too, rendered with sweet melancholy. In one, a young physician tries to help his hallucinating grandfather, who is haunted not by illusion but real memories, each pleasant but heartbreakingly past tense; as they form recollections together they find solace and connection with one another.

The Mind of a Writer is wide-ranging, and not all stories are equally engaging, but most are quite enjoyable and all are rendered with insight and precision. It’s a worthy memorial to Evans’ father, who supported his art, and a lovely collection, imbued with warmth, wit, and wonder.”— Blueink Review

Excerpt:

The Circus of the Animal Crackers

It bothers me that my animal crackers don’t all face the same direction.

Also I can’t tell the rhinos from the hippos.

Which is important because hippos are more dangerous in milk.

My mother says eating animal crackers involves a complicated Ethos.

She says Ethos is Greek for Because I Said So.

I think it may also be the name of one of the three musketeers.

I saw that movie with my father.

They had swords and mustaches.

I liked the swords.

I keep giving them names.

I’m almost ready to eat one and then I think Dave.

Or Ron.

Or Ethos.

Dave is my favorite.

I’m definitely eating him last.

Or George.

George has a broken head.

He may go first.

Or maybe I will free them all.

And we’ll start a circus.

The circus of the animal crackers.

I’ll be the ringmaster.

But I won’t have a mustache.

I’ll have a sword.

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