Chasing Time

From the beginning of spring to the end of fall, Jonathan woke before the sun rose and worked his farm, rain or shine, six days a week. He stopped only to eat his lunch under an ancient oak tree. The tree, at the tallest point of his farm, provided an unobstructed view for miles. He…

Be Patient, Tom Cruise

Traffic was unusually heavy for the time of day on west 57th Street. My wife and I made our way slowly, chatting and people watching as we edged slowly towards the parking garage we always used next to the Ziegfeld Theatre.  There was something big going on that night. A large white, clear paneled tent…

Anatomy Of A Gesture

The wind swept rain stung my face as I peddled into the downpour, my glasses obscured by the lashing water and my clothes weighed down by the bitter March rain. I craved to look at my watch for the encouragement it would provide that I would make it on time, but I recognized the slightest…

The Fence

She approached the opening cautiously, not quite sure what to expect. The fence separated her from the neighbor she never saw before. She was living here for over fifty years now and she lost track of how many neighbors had come and gone. Some she remembered and loved, others she was happy when they left…

The Card

The Card Taking a deep breath, she looked into my eyes and smiled a crooked smile that said she meant business. She had my world in her hand and she had every intention of using it to her benefit. “Fourteen thousand dollars” she repeated as she playfully and teasingly dropped the SD card from one…

Happy New Year

Wishing everyone a very happy and healthy year ahead Blessings Tate

Farewell 2020

It’s the last day of 2020 and the world is happy to see this year depart and enter the history books. I has been an extremely turbulent year and here in the US where the nation has not experienced a nationwide catastrophe throughout the country in a really, really long time, people are feeling as…

Welcome

Hello and welcome to the first post of this blog. My name is Tate Basildon and I am a writer. You may ask where is my work published, and the answer is, no where as yet. Being unpublished does not make anyone less of a writer. It only means the world has not had the…