I know, it seems crazy, right? That a person who writes in part for e-readers would not own one. I… Read more I Finally Got a Kindle.
Part 3 of the short fiction series, The Mausoleum.
Cassie sat still in the living room of Sam’s house, trying not to be a bother while he freshened up… Read more The Mausoleum, Part 2
Cassie and Sam walked along the tree-lined lane toward the elementary school, just as they did every afternoon. It was… Read more The Mausoleum.
There’s a point that you reach in the process of writing a piece of fiction where you don’t know what… Read more In Beta.
Clara stood awkwardly at the head of the grave, watching her husband. He had finished the hole, and now, standing… Read more The Resurrectionists.
Jacob was rushed down the hallway of the enormous ship by his older brother and a handful of his friends.… Read more Serafina.
She staggered out through the dry timbers that framed a gaping doorway into the wild night. The wind itself was… Read more In That Hole.
This is a short piece written in response to a writing prompt on my writers group. The prompt originally specified… Read more Exercise.
The following is an excerpt from a novel-in-progress. Any feedback you might have is welcome. Barnaby woke suddenly, gasping and… Read more The Hanging of Adlai Grainger.