Month: March 2015

At the Mall

So, yeah, it all started when Mikey dared me to put my tongue on the cold post outside the mall entrance. There I stood, in my Wolverine costume…

Bat Geriatrics

“Alfred! Get me my cowl.” “But, Master Bruce. You donated that to the museum years ago.” “Did I?” “Yes, sir.” “The years are starting to slip by.” “To…

Spider Man

“Oh, thank you, Spiderman!” I said as I wrapped my arms around my masked rescuer as we swung from building to building, moving ever closer to the ground.…

Bad Bedtime Bacon

Waking up thirsty, I stumbled to the kitchen and flicked on the light. My son Benny’s stupid frog sat on the counter wearing a tophat and tails. I…

Judgement Dogs

“Pansy, did you see what that meathead did?” “No, Gracie, what?” “He locked himself outside.” “Again?” “Yup?” “Should we rescue his hairless butt and open the door?” “That…

Mouse Caper

The way I figure it, Tiny, is that if we take that piece of bacon you pinched from the giant’s plate and toss drag it over to the…

Tanked!

Bob cruises with stealth Guppies and mollies beware Ninja-fish, vanish!

Genre Bending

I don’t have a favourite genre. Not to read. Not to write. Well, that’s not entirely true. Because if ‘dark’ was a genre, then I guess that’d be…

Self-publishing in a Nutshell

Okay, you’ve written a beautiful novel and wish to unleash your wordbaby on the world. There’s no doubt about it: traditional publishing is a long game. Agents, editors,…

I Shovel Dirt

I shovel dirt into the hole and my face breaks into a sweat despite the cool night air. My hands ache and I wonder how I’ll cover up…

F7U12, Winter!

winter sucks snow and ice and slush will not end time for spring sun and melt and rain will come soon