He’d never noticed a door there before. He stood there staring at it, at first in confusion. But the longer he watched the frame, the more it became a beacon drawing him closer. He looked around the room but nothing else seemed different. How could he not have seen this before? A great rusted metal… Continue reading A Door To The Weightless
My name is Garret Narlin, and I should be dead. In Mirrudge everyone is born with a birthmark on their forearm bearing the date they will die. Within the week of their death date, people are moved into the Expiry Thoroughfare as their final resting place; a final earthly Utopia. On their last night, the… Continue reading The Passing
After 20 years, I was finally going to see the Backstreet Boys thanks to my sister, but it sadly didn't happen. Let me lead you through the night we had with our sister in law... Our hotel was full of fellow Backstreet fans. Old fans, new fans, me fan, you fan. You get the point.… Continue reading Hershey, Don’t Go Breaking My Heart!
Ok, ok. I get it, I went MIA for no reason. But while I do apologize, I'm glad I did. So now I guess I owe you all an explanation? Well, if you insist. I was powering through my crappy first draft of my inevitably horrible first novel and hit a wall. Forget writer's block,… Continue reading I’m Baaaack!
He’s like you, honey. You’ll be ok, Mr. Dither was just like you. Your father and I are so proud of you for making it through the Penumbra Training. We’ll be there for your graduation ceremony, we hear it’s a performance, I hope you’re practicing. We love you so much, and we can’t wait to… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Shadow Arena