Saturday, December 6, 2014

Eight Minutes, Twenty Seconds

His prank ensured they would take their time today.  They usually only needed a few minutes each day to punish him.  They would find him and their insecurities and frustrations would become his shame.  Today it would be longer. Eight minutes, twenty seconds.

Warped under their attentions his studies had taken a darker twist; beyond knowledge, beyond science, beyond ethics. He gazed into the naked secrets of the sun, her sensual dance splitting and fusing reality.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Like Minds Book is Finally Available

Today Like Minds is finally published.  Like Minds is a near future science fiction thriller that includes AI, Augmented Reality, the FBI, and even a serial killer.  After working on the book for over a decade, I'm really excited to announce that the ebook version is available on Amazon today.

To read more about the book you can go to the official book page:  and I'll post updates to the Facebook page as well if you like that kind of thing.

Friday, September 5, 2014


Furious at the Knight who stole the affections of his princess, the Sorcerer cast the ancient spell. Compelled by magic and the blood of innocents Gaia pushed forth the blister of rock and dirt trembling as she ejected her infant spirit from her womb.

Friday, March 21, 2014


Suzy hid her clunky boots, jealous of the girl in front of her flaunting her tiny, trendy feet on the rail.  Suzy didn't make friends.  Girls found her odd, with a funny laugh, and unusual interest in dragons instead of boys.


Ezekiel watched the ship descend into the desert balanced on the tongue of flame and fury. The whipping sands sparked lightning that flashed and cracked in the cloud. The roar was deafening.  Scarves and goggles protected the team from the blasting sand.

Friday, February 7, 2014

The Symbol of Civilization

He was proud to represent his nation at the first reestablished Olympics. Standing at the starting blocks he admired the sea of humanity that gathered to watch. His event would start the games that demonstrated that mankind was bigger than his hate for himself; that mankind had indeed clawed its way out of the dark days of war and ashes and that civilization would conquer chaos. He had been born long after the Year of Fire and the desolation of the seas. His sport had been reconstructed from pictures and old stories as one of the first Olympic sports.

The starter pistol fired. Clutching the burlap at his waist, he leapt forward in giant bounds, focusing on the goal, ignoring the athletes that fell, legs tangled in their sacks. He jumped ahead knowing they envied his bounding strength and grace. As he hopped near the finish line, he thought to himself, “This race is in the bag!”

Posted for Flash Friday vol2-#9
Update: So honored to receive an honorable mention for this one!

Tuesday, January 21, 2014


The gate still squeaked, but barely. The old, stooped man swung it open and closed a few times to be sure. It wasn't much of a squeak but he would have to fix it. He’d been doing this year after year, fighting the elements to keep it right. Sighing, he set down the metal tool tray in the long weeds and knelt in front of the ancient wrought iron gate contemplating the hinges. The noon sun beat down on his shoulders mercilessly as the cicadas sang and rattled in the tree above the small family plot. A single ancient limestone marker shared the small square of earth with a stunted oak whose shade stopped selfishly at the very edge of the fence. Inside the metal border looked cool and inviting. Even the grass inside was short and green when the rest of the field was brown with thirsty weeds that hissed when there was a breeze. He swatted at a deer fly that landed on his neck.

Friday, January 17, 2014



The tiger was a statue. Only the very tip of his tail moved, tracing a complex loop in the air. The piercing yellow eyes fixed on the boy. He shot across the plain like bullet. The boy did not run, but fell to the ground kicking his feet into the chest of the beast. They tumbled together, rolling, violently, tossing dirt and grass into the air.