Went and visited my mom today. I sat on the back porch and she sat on the other side of the door at the kitchen table and we used our phones to speak. She’s been under quarantine while my dad’s in the hospital with COVID-19, and she’s hanging in there. I was very thankful that after a week she had no symptoms, but now she’s … Continue reading I love you, dad
Moon Garden is a collection of fanciful and speculative stories that live somewhere between science fiction and fantasy. Grave Concerns explores the darker side of life and the human psyche. Download them both to your Kindle Library for free January 25th! Continue reading “Moon Garden” and “Grave Concerns” both free today
Eccentric tech mogul and cult leader Richard Kryuss has developed a system of storing and transmitting data organically, connected by trees containing within their DNA the entirety of recorded human knowledge. Could his Terrestrially Regenerative Enhanced Extranet, or T.R.E.E., be a boon to mankind, or will it spell doom for the human race? Spanning over 200,000 years of post-Earth human history, Effugium repeatedly defies the … Continue reading EFFUGIUM now available for purchase
Effugium, which is Latin for “escape,” was the name of a space vessel constructed in the early years of the twenty-first century by eccentric tech mogul and cult leader Richard “The Prophet” Kryuss, founder of Krytech Industries. After a mysterious force announced its intent to remove all human life from Earth within ten years’ time, Kryuss funded the Effugium project with his own money, for … Continue reading My escape, your escape
Last year I was going through some boxes of old toys that I’d held on to since the ’80s, with the intention of selling them. They’d been taking up a lot of space for many years, and I wanted them gone. I needed the money, first of all, and in addition to that, I didn’t want to be constantly reminded of happier days that are … Continue reading Childish Things
When I was fourteen, my mom dragged my younger sister and I to JC Penney for our annual wardrobe update. As we breezed through the mall, we passed an arcade, its electronic symphony of light and sound beckoning me… “Your father didn’t pull extra shifts at the warehouse last year to buy y’all a Super Nintendo Genesis for Christmas so that we could bring you … Continue reading “Other”
This is an excerpt from one of the journals I kept throughout middle and high school. I grew up across the street from the girl I’m writing about in this partial 1992 entry, until we moved away when I was seven. Every time we’d go back to visit friends and family, I’d fall in love with her. Summer after summer, year after year. It took … Continue reading About A Girl
There’s a rent house at the end of the street that’s home to a colorful rotating cast of ate-up methheads. They’re always outside, always fucking around, doing something crazy like throwing oil paintings across the yard, selling meth to random driver-uppers, throwing axes, mean-mugging all passers by… I saw this chick last week, skinny little chicken-legged bootyless bitch in booty shirts sitting in her truck … Continue reading House of pain
She can barely stand it some days: The yelling, the squealing, the running, the bumping, the clattering… It’s bad enough at home, in the house, but in the car it becomes unbearable, at times. Relentless. Endless energy. Noise. Conflict. Questions leading to other questions leading to other questions… Don’t think she hasn’t thought about it, and hard. Every night when she lays her head on … Continue reading Snapshot: Five hours to go
