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May 22, 2016
The Forgotten Magic
This piece of flash fiction appears in the May issue of The Wagon Magazine. The man stood beneath the moon and the stars, desperate and afraid. The world was bearing down on him, threatening to crush him under its immense and unyielding weight. He leaped into the air uselessly, tried in vain to spread his […]
May 18, 2016
Sacrifice
Max stood in the middle of a darkened desert beside a man whose name he did not know. “I didn’t ask for this,” said Max. “No,” the man agreed. “You didn’t.” He sighed and gazed up at the stars, knowing full well it could be the last time he ever saw them. He’d been given […]
May 11, 2016
The Edge of the World
He was nine the year he lost his grandfather. All that was left was a note: “Gone to the edge of the world.” He never saw him again. Now, at age seventy-five, the man had gone to follow in his grandfather’s footsteps. His grandfather would tell him stories about the edge of the world, how […]
May 4, 2016
Can You See Me?
Can you see me? I’m standing right in front of you. I’m the guy with the soiled unkempt beard, the gaunt haunted eyes, the mouth that hangs slightly agape in an expression of permanent disbelief. I don’t bother trying to get your attention. I know you’ll just look past me, that you’ll either be unable […]
May 3, 2016
Don’t Miss Out!
Tomorrow at 10:00 AM EST, I’ll begin sending out the final sketch of the first illustration for my soon-to-be-released short story, Rite of Passage. If you want to see it, be sure to join my mailing list before then by submitting your email address below this blog post. You’ll also get a free copy of […]
April 27, 2016
Contagion
Dianne stood at the summit of a broad stone outcrop, jutting out at a sharp angle from the desolate land of the Mojave Desert. She drunk it all in, the jagged outlines of sparsely populated Joshua trees, the humongous brown and gray rocks, the limitless expanse of baked dirt and dried shrubs. It was mesmerizing. […]
April 20, 2016
The Faceless Man
He wanders the world, The Faceless Man, journeys from city to city, always in search of items to add to his collection. When you answer your door he won’t say a word; indeed he cannot, for he has no mouth with which to speak. Instead he’ll incline his head, ever so slightly, all the while […]
April 13, 2016
Redemption, Part 5 of 5
Read Part 4 here. If this is your first time reading, you can find Part 1 here. When he looked up, he did not see the ceiling of the bedroom but stars in a moonlit sky. He pushed himself to his knees in a dark alley. There was a stench, foul and sour. It was […]
April 6, 2016
Redemption, Part 4 of 5
Read Part 3 here. The man stood in a girl’s bedroom, surrounded by police. They’d cordoned off a section of space near the bed with yellow tape. Sitting with their backs against the wall were a man and a woman. The woman was crying into the man’s shoulder, while the man, also crying, held her […]
March 30, 2016
Redemption, Part 3 of 5
Read Part 2 here. The man stood in the middle of a spacious living room, and he wasn’t entirely sure how he’d gotten there. He knew only that he’d entered through the front door. A tiny worm of recollection niggled at his brain, but all he could dredge up was an amorphous black void where […]
