Don’t Tell Him about Hulu (or the free trial options)
The narrator of “Dreams of Zombies” cannot afford a Hulu subscription, so it would be best NOT to tell him about the upcoming series for Y: The Last Man. At…
Category: Writing
Fiction, stuff that’s been composed in the past, that kind of thing…
Something New
The short story “The Crook of a Tree” was done a few years back and first made “publicly available” as part of the compilation “Stories from Austin: A Collection of…
Frowsy…
I re-edited and posted the very short short story “Toy Lists” to start the new year. You might be asking, Why keep this story alive? Because it uses the word…
Actually we DIDN’T Pay for this…
You can get “Stories from Austin: A Collection of Short Stories from the Austin Creative Fiction Writers Group” for free, a limited-time offer that expires on Monday. Click Away!
And We Paid For This?!?
And We Paid For This?!? is not, despite your deepest hopes, the name of a new self-deprecating alt band, with a pithy throwaway name that you grumble on your way…
A War on “Casual Violence”
Let be known on this date, and for ten years hereafter, the phrase “casual violence” is heretofore stricken from usage in the English-speaking world. No longer will embryonic Nabokovs carry…
Where is the Highway Virus link?
You may have noticed the recent change in the home page makes the Highway Virus stories inaccessible. So, why? I decided to retire the tone of those stories. The notion…
Welcome to the New Apocalypse – Same as the Old Apocalypse
Would anyone be surprised to wake up in the midst of a zombie apocalypse? Or are our minds conditioned to expect any deep sleep, any extended hospital stay, carries at…
Thinking on the Highway Virus 1
I started the Highway Virus series, short stories of a future apocalyptic world, following the global fears of the bird flu virus several years ago, where I imagined a future…
The Blind Cathedral
The short story “Songs Like Rusty Cage“ is obviously inspired by Raymond Carver’s “Cathedral.” The connection didn’t hit me when I first started writing it, but it was obviously somewhere…