The Man with the Moist Lips available to read now

Click here to read my latest Sam the Thug short story at Shotgun Honey and see if you can guess who (or what) is behind the door. And special thank you to Shotgun Honey’s amazing staff! I love being a part of the Shotgun Honey family.

Latest short story on Shotgun Honey

Cosplayers Shouldn’t Kill is my latest short story for the fantastic Shotgun Honey crime fiction website. Inspired by cosplayers like Ya Ya Han and other creative souls, this short tale follows a thug for hire named Sam when he pays a visit to the infamous San Francisco Comic Con. Read the story here.

A lil’ Spider Man story in 101 words

My 101-word short story, The Sticky Drunk, was a runner up in the Monterey Weekly’s recent short fiction contest. And they used a sentence from another entry in another section, which I found pretty cool. Read all the stories here!

Halloween costumes, sea otters, and hitmen – my short story on Shotgun Honey

There’s no better way to celebrate Halloween than trying to dispose of a body in Monterey Bay. Take a look at my recent short story on Shotgun Honey, “It Otter Be Illegal.” Read it here!

A Steampunk Pardon

The carriage moved quickly through the cobbled streets, but slowed to a creaking crawl when it entered Phoenix. Bridges swooped over the apex of the double-decker carriage once in the city limits, coming close to breaking the stove top pipe belching steam at its highest point. Those crossing the bridge when the large vehicle passed below recounted theContinue reading “A Steampunk Pardon”

SHORT FICTION – Finding the Squee Spot

“The cutest thing we’ve seen all day!” Social media said. “But wait a minute,” Uploader said. “How can we top baby sea otters?” Social media screamed in orgasmic bliss. “Oh my God, they’re so darn cute! Sharing, liking, trending!” “Got it. How about baby sea otters with fluffy white kittens? Put them in a plasticContinue reading “SHORT FICTION – Finding the Squee Spot”

SHORT FICTION: Gotta Distract ‘Em All

His finger hovered over the download button. Sweat trickled down his forehead, just a single line, but enough to make someone notice. Morris didn’t press the button. He turned his attention back to the sea of tents placed four feet apart from one another. Two people per tent, he was told. Only the tents wereContinue reading “SHORT FICTION: Gotta Distract ‘Em All”

Short Fiction: November 8th Soon

Charlie skulked from building to building. He had to avoid the middle of the street and stay as close to the buildings as he could and off the main sidewalks. Gunfire rang out a block away. Charlie flinched at the pops. Citizens protecting themselves. Taxpayers at work, he thought. He could see a huddled mass nearContinue reading “Short Fiction: November 8th Soon”

Because pee

The line at this particular bathroom killed her. She hated lines like she hated obscurity. But she had to go. Bad. Justine was a pretty little thing. She’d just cut her long blonde hair off a week ago, going for a tomboy style she found charming. The men in her life weren’t so sure aboutContinue reading “Because pee”