There are bits and pieces of writing that, for whatever reason, I don't envision publishing. It's nice for me to be able to share some of these works, and for you to get a taste of my writing. I hope you enjoy.
Susan leans on the door handle, using her body to muffle the click of the opening latch. She pulls the door open and glances behind her at the blanket-draped form of her husband Jim, sprawled on the bed. The thick carpet muffles her footsteps and Jim, breathing slowly and deeply, does not stir. Read more >>
This story is available on the blog, but it's likely to get lost so I thought I'd link to it here.
Often times I threw stones at them, running away when they’d give chase, but today… today I was throwing stones at them so I would get caught. Figures they would ignore me. Read more >>