This short story, Winter Count, was written a number of years ago. I had attended a gun show and ended up talking with a fellow named Rolland who was involved in the fur trade. One thing led to another and Winter Count was the resulting story. I put it aside. I could not imagine that such a story would find a market. It was, after all, old. It had an old person, an old problem and was about an old profession. The modern world could hardly be interested in this. Obviously I got over my reluctance and I sent it out to a few markets including the MFA program at Converse College in South Carolina. They loved it. Who would have believed it? Not me! You can read my short story with this link.
Winter Count at South 85 Journal
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