Friday Reads | The Name on My Wrist

It’s been a busy week and I’ve hardly had time to read anything at all so I went browsing for a short story simply to have something to write about today. I ended up grabbing The Name on My Wrist by J.M. Snyder. J.M. Snyder is a hit and miss for me, some books I’ve really liked and some I’ve ended up not finishing.

The Name on My Wrist is a short one, only ten pages, but it’s packed with emotions. It’s no secret I love short fiction, I love when an author can make me feel something in a few short sentences, and Snyder does that here.

James lost his boyfriend in the Vietnam war and he’s never recovered from it – I don’t think you ever would, but his way of coping is keeping him trapped in a life long lost. Little by little information is added and you begin to see James in a new light.

I really enjoyed it. It’s short and it’s free and it left me with a lump in my throat.


Book Cover The Name on My Wrist by J.M. SnyderJames, middle-aged, is given to one-night flings with younger men in whom he searches for someone he lost long ago. A random comment by his latest catch draws his mind back to the past, to a boy he once loved so fiercely, a boy drafted and sent to fight in Vietnam. A boy lost in the war. A boy James has never forgotten.

Warning: This is a very sad little story. It’s also one of my best.

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