All of My Stories

By: John Silva     September 2024  People sometimes ask me how I write my stories and essays, and where […]

By: John Silva – April 2018 The writing club in Sun City Oro Valley was having a meeting, and they

By: John Silva – April, 2024 Some people call me God, other people call me Yahweh, Allah, Vishnu, Buddha, and

By: John Silva     November, 2024 What would you say if I told you that there were two little

(eleventh Revision) John Silva – February 2023 The Lincoln Park Delinquents, as the O’Malley kids were called, were really just

By: John Silva – March 2008 She was so beautiful it hurt.  Her skin glistened, and it was drawn tautly

By: John Silva – March 2015 I will paint her as she sleeps… peaceful and serene. The colors on my

pushing back (PG 13 language) By: John Silva When you get yet another unwanted robocall, here are some of stock

By: John Silva – November 11, 2004 The father loved his two children very much.  It wasn’t easy taking care

By: John Silva – June 2023 Anne Marie was an attractive, smart and sassy young teenage girl who even then