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The reprobates, at least, had the decency to not leave bad online reviews.
The reprobates, at least, had the decency to not leave bad online reviews.
My debut novel, Into The Vortex, has been published by Terror House Press. It is a darkly comic look at the emptiness of 21st century life, the yearning for something beyond Netflix and video games, and how advertisers and phony “spiritual gurus” prey on the listlessness of modern people. Click here to buy the paperback […]
John Amaru Pinker had a goatee and wore an iron ring on his left hand depicting a serpent swallowing its own tail.
The night sky was a forgotten piece of himself, rediscovered. His blue sky self, his night sky self. He had seen so much, he had seen so little.
It’s tragic: nature destroyed by her own creations. Probably the same fate awaits us.
Arguably the only thing that differentiated one modern man from another was his own distinct brand of unhappiness.
The story has a life of its own. Things have a life of their own. We need to let them develop. But we don’t. We kill them.
Jehovah’s Witnesses had always struck me as Bolsheviks. But I had never seen a Bolshevik like her.
Steve’s morning wood turns into an existential crisis.
Day One: The Voice in the Box Richard entered the code on the electronic lock pad. The pad made a series of beeps and the door unlocked. Richard opened the door and stepped into the cabin that was to be his home for the long weekend. He flipped on the light and saw an entryway […]