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Monthly Archives: June 2016
Complications
The day is shit. It’s the type of day you wake up in the morning, praying, to whatever the hell deity you worship, that it will never come. We should all be so lucky. I own a small store downtown. … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged action, adeventure, bad days, conflict, electronics, gunfire, guns, high school, murder, shootout, trenchcoats, what's in the damn box
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Ache
Signals fire. Pain. Pain. Ache. Pain. The head compensates offering solutions, not out of truth but out of desperation. I shuffle in my seat, waiting for the night’s high to take me. It keeps its distance. A mocking, smirking distance … Continue reading
Posted in Something Else
Tagged alcohol, coping, depression, doubt, employment, failure, headache, jobs, loathing, machinations of the world, pain, sadness, self worth, work
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The Mystery of Friendship a.k.a. Something I found from my high school folder
— Get out. Brad Pitcher stood from his leather chair, his fingering pointing past the door. — Is this how you greet your best friend? Chris Kirkman asked, slowly drawing closer. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice frail. — Get … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged argument, battery, begging, debt, dialogue, fighting, friendship, high school, humor, money, Old, one act play
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Dream #3
Tears fall, wiped by stubby young fingers, misery guided by the jubilant dance of beads and feather. Bodies cleansed and given by jagged rock to faith and fear. Time binding and stretching in doomed struggle against divining force. Weeping met … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged Aztec, blood, blood for the blood god, child sacrifice, death, Dreams Away, faith, fear, history, ritual, soul, The Novel I've almost written, Tláloc
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Dream #2
Chattel dressed as men bathe in sweat, death, and whatever fluid the body can spare. The hull bleeds out men and timber like a septic wound, letting in the burn of fresh ocean water. Drums beat as half-whole oar-man groan … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged conflict, death, dreams, Dreams Away, gore, history, naval battle, oceans, pirate, sepsis, slave ships, slavery, The Novel I've almost written
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Dream #1
Coarseness grips my limbs, roping hands to feet. The musk of sweaty sulfur burns my sinuses, bringing clarity to the face of calm unhurried justice. Pain heard but not felt by the desperate choking screams as my shoulders fold back … Continue reading
Final Exodus
So this is another thing I found in the high school folder of my umpteen-backuped writing folder. The difference between this one and the one before is that this one is something that was rewritten nearly a decade later and … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Fiction, fiction
Tagged alcohol, goodbyes, heartbreak, high school, Loss, Love, lust, origins, prototype, say yes, sex, The Novel I've almost written, the wrong choice
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A Problem with Nonfiction
I can’t think. I’ve tried. I really have. Hour after hour passes like a string of sand through an hourglass and all I have is 2000 useless, uninteresting words that I just don’t care about. The question is why? Why … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Non-fiction, Nonfiction
Tagged college, epiphany, experience, fiction, from the vault, Memory, raging, reading, reflection, self worth, self-examination, time, writing
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Dear Me
Dear Me, Hello. Hello. You need to stop reading so many damn Warhammer 40k books. Why? I enjoy them. They aren’t literature, they are trash science fiction. Awfully pretentious of you Mr. English Major. Look, if you ever want to … Continue reading
Book Review: Skin Deep (Legion #2) by Brandon Sanderson
I had my problems with the first Legion story. It was clunky, unsure of itself and the rules of its own universe. These pains combined with an ending that seemed slashed together out of some abject fear of being written … Continue reading
A Land of Rum and Writing 