Joy Ride: A Short Story
The lights of the city. Purple and pink. Neon glinting off glitter and glass.
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The lights of the city. Purple and pink. Neon glinting off glitter and glass.
Joy Ride: A Short Story Read More »
“I saw you today, down by the water, walking a dog we both know isn’t yours. You looked happy. You looked content. Maybe that’s why I’m writing this letter.”
A Letter Was Left at the Front Desk for You, Sir Read More »
A story in the making. An excerpt. An aside. A few words from my boys about trying and failing and trying again. And an unnecessary dig at Westland Insurance.
Being a Witch Is Hard Read More »
“You see, nobody called me Sir back then. I was starting to like the sound of it.” A tale about identity and what we learn about ourselves from the lives around us.
Other People: A Short Story Read More »
“My grandmother was a witch. We did not see eye to eye.” A fairytale. A fable. A memory of the old country, and what it means to come home.
Offerings: A Fairytale Read More »
“I want you to kill my husband.” Most clients beat around the bush for a good half-hour before getting to the point. Alec appreciated the bluntness.
Old Poisons: A Short Story Read More »
500 words is not alot to tell a story. Even less when that story encompasses an entire life.
The Journey of a Lifetime: A Short Story Read More »
A short story about friendship in our not-so-distant future.
In Conversation With Machines: A Short Story Read More »