Lynn Gordon

I began “A Flaw in the Wiring” a few years ago, after waking up one morning with an image in my mind of an old-fashioned telephone mounted on a wall of a waiting room. I had no idea what the story would be, but it unveiled itself day by day as I wrote. I often need to lay my work aside for a while in order to get perspective on it, so the story had three years of “drawer time” before I took it out last year, found myself dissatisfied with the ending, and rewrote the last paragraph to give it a different emphasis.