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Read the newest Sam the Thug story free

Sam the Thug returns in “Write on me, Sam,” at Shotgun Honey. Hired to write in longhand on the body of a beautiful woman, Sam thinks he’s in for a bit of a good time, but he’d be wrong. Thanks to the awesome folks at SGH for accepting this, one of my favorite, Sam tales.Continue reading “Read the newest Sam the Thug story free”

Collective Darkness: a Horror Anthology book review

For a horror anthology, starting with a sense of affection may seem a bit off genre, but when you crack open the book and read the forward, the introduction, and the summation, the passion for the project shines. We’ve all read the following words before, but this book is indeed a labor of love. WithContinue reading “Collective Darkness: a Horror Anthology book review”

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!

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”

Alien in Big Sur – Dead

The creature made a move. It wasn’t much of a move, but it totally counted. It’s pale, fleshy head with almond shaped eyes (if almonds were the size of watermelons) nodded in my direction. But hell if that scared me. I’m an American. So keeping my iPhone as steady as possible in my right hand,Continue reading “Alien in Big Sur – Dead”