had the germ of this in my head for a few days and had the time at a comic con i was vending at today so i wrote it. Further. Out past the first marker that tells you that you've made it fifty feet from shore, arms starting to ache vaguely as I close my… Continue reading Further – a story
In which I read my story BALL.
In which I read my short story SOMETHING IN THE WATER.
rough draft of a story i wrote this week before finding out about the loss of a friend who took their own life. this story feels very raw and real to me but i think there's a sort of truth in that that maybe someone can get somthing from. There was no flash. No revelation.… Continue reading A Fall – a story
This is a wee tale. First draft. Very rough. Me working out some ideas and seeing what is there. There's the seed for another story planted here if I ever have time to swing back to it. We shall see. He wasn’t sure when his choice had become his fate. He wasn’t sure when the… Continue reading Wanderer – a story
So this is where they put in those trigger warnings, right? OK. This is a story about cutting. If that's not a topic you want to read about then please turn away now. Otherwise, this is Road Map. This, like all my stories on here, is a first draft. Accept it as such. ROAD MAP… Continue reading ROAD MAP – a story
I was selling my wordy wares at an event some friends and I cooked up this past weekend and during the day I wrote this creepy little missive to underwater love. A Girl In A Coffin A girl in a coffin Lives in the bay Though no tongue she still has Much she can say.… Continue reading A Girl In A Coffin – a poem
Bunni didn’t like her name, though that seemed fair because her family didn’t like that she told everyone that listened she was a girl. Bunni wasn’t born a girl but she was fourteen now and she figured she knew better than them, didn’t she? Yes, she did. Mom and dad had been living with Bunni, who her parents… Continue reading Bunni – a story
most days there is only screaming. a white noise filling her head and crawling through her body like a thousand fire ants. the world was so loud. so angry. so fast. at school she would try to find a corner to go to and sit, away from everyone and everything, trying to grab hold of… Continue reading going to be ok – story
this is a creepy little story that has been rattling in my brain for a bit now. this is a VERY rough draft of the story. it needs work. it needs smoothing out. i'll do those things...eventually. for now i offer this, a creepy tale i call BALL I had a dog. I loved that… Continue reading ball – A Story