I'm sure you all know by now that September 14 is the deadline for a little Sci-fi competition over at Writer's Digest... I'm entering this year.... this is a warning... Happy Thursday!
Will you look at that
Fresh off the assembly line, and more every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.... my editor makes me do this or he wont let me have any cake! Wonder Wig and Alfredo Boy
Crossed Paths: Part 2
When I make it back to the hunting party everyone is already loaded onto the trucks. I hop into the back with Ben, Sad Eyes, and George. The engine rumbles, and the trucks move slowly out through the main gate then pick up speed on the road. “Charles, how was your meeting with the shaman?” … Continue reading Crossed Paths: Part 2
Not Really News
So this new theme I have,I like it but I don't know if it makes reading harder. I mean I've read stuff off my phone and that's horribly cramped, what do you think?
Ain’t Nothing like a Dame
The door bursts open from the weight of Wayne’s body thrown against it. His hat goes flying ten feet away from where his head smacks into the concrete, and he lies there with his tuxedo scuffed at the knees, the collar torn, and the tie hanging limply over his shoulders. His cheekbones are swollen and … Continue reading Ain’t Nothing like a Dame
Free Time
new stuff coming in a couple of hours, while you wait check out my friend/editor's web comic. Wonder Wig and Alfredo Boy
Eli and Dora
The wall explodes with enough force to annihilate a blue whale, and Eli and Dora stumble out of the warehouse and onto the streets of Eltore City. The people still alive after the blast run for cover, pushing each other out of the way to be the first ones to safety. Eli shoots back toward … Continue reading Eli and Dora
Ballads of a Dream
The winking smiling slightly muffled cat pranced about like a ghost. Coming to stop near the door of a dull house. The house was painfully dreary. Everything thing from the grass to the windows wept of normalcy. The paint was perfect, parted, practical, and pale. In the dark light of a brilliant moon, as the … Continue reading Ballads of a Dream
Crossed Pathes: part 1
I awake from a dream I’ve had countless times, of my family and I running across the border from one tribe into another. I remember my sister and two brothers running alongside my parents with purpose. All I could think of was running and inspecting every bush that came my way. I could also remember … Continue reading Crossed Pathes: part 1
I Can’t Stop
Why is it that when I extend my hand you swat it away. I have never done you any wrong, or wished you any harm, Nor have I ever once taken the side of another. I try so desperately to make you happy, to make any wish you have come true. I have stood there … Continue reading I Can’t Stop
Thought of a Thinker 