On the Crest of the Storm
thunderous dark skies running through the autumn grass into the dark wood
Thriller
A Hole in the Plan
The blade of the shovel rang loudly as it hit rock again. Dale winced. Sound carried far in the night. There was too much noise for one evening already. He s...
Herb’s Bad Week
Herb was delusional. He fancied himself a ladies man and a friend to all his peers in the office. He was his boss’s trusted lieutenant and the only one who w...
Tommy Collects
Tommy Andolini was a brute. That simple fact, coupled with an adversarial disposition, made him well-suited to his profession. In truth, he loved his job. Wo...
Deus Ex Machina
“Where’s my son?” Luthur Pinderton slammed his large hand against the cinder-block that framed the window of the interrogation room. Inside, Detective Goran...
Martin Makes His Stand
Martin slipped his battered old pickup into neutral and turned the engine off. Ol’ Trusty coasted behind the bluff and crunched on the gravel shoulder. He wi...
Masks
Every day of the week he wears masks, trading one mask for another. His true self always guarded and held apart from the world of men.
Descent
JOHN’S RUN
Dana’s Story
PRIM
Danny’s Redemption
A sharp breeze stirred up the gutter dirt as Danny crossed the otherwise motionless street. It stung his face, both the sandy debris and the cold air. He pul...
Stormy Night
It was a dark and stormy night. Sure, it’s cliché but thats how I remember how it all started. How I was forced in to making this decision. How I ended up a...