June 2026: Michael Walker

“the plane”

It was only a short hop flight from Augusta to Columbia, South Carolina, but it was enough to scare me; I didn’t realize it was going to scare the shit out of me. I’m a terrible flyer. I don’t want to throw up—not terrible like that—but I’m positive that every flight is going to be my last. The thing is, I have a fabulous imagination, and I concoct numerous air-borne catastrophes, some of which happen at the same time. My vision of hell is a continuously crashing airplane on fire, filled with spiders.

Not this flight. We took off, and didn’t crash at the end of the runway, so that was good. We climbed and we were getting closer to God which was somewhat of mixed bag.

Michael Walker is a playwright turning novelist. Currently deconstructing a tome about four women meeting, into three novellas (as a collection) and the fourth woman’s story as a novel, tying in and wrapping up the three novellas.