After completing "The Diary of Jewel Delacroix" I was approached via E-mail by Rachael Ricci Swede and asked if I would consider writing a story idea she had. After a few emails I was intrigued by her idea and agreed to write it. While Chapters 5, 8, and 9 are largely collaborative and have developed into a full writing partnership with Rachael Ricci Swede,...
For the six or seven readers out there who've been clamoring for a story spun off from A Quickie in the Commodore's Office, here's a cautionary tale featuring Cameron, future guitarist for the Kabuki Hikers, and his adventures just after he graduated from high school. It's weird writing a first-person narrator who's kind of an asshole, but I tried. Enjoy!...
All characters are over the age of 18 Wes As soon as the Southwest flight's wheels touched down at Sacramento International, Wes Hardaway had his cellphone out. "Hi, Honey," he spoke happily when his wife Marlene answered, "I'm back from San Diego. The plane just landed, so by the time I get my bags and the car, I should be home in about an hour. Yep, love...
Part one Waking up in Travis's room the next morning was beyond strange, though things grew far stranger between he and I in the days that followed. I'm not even sure why I want to tell you this part. I suppose it's because waking up in his bed was the moment when I crossed a different kind of threshold, not physical like the one I'd crossed with him the ni...
I dribbled, keeping one eye on the defender, shielding the ball with my body, looking for one of the other players to come open in the middle. But there was someone in the lane every time one of them made a cut, and the shot clock was winding down. Time to make something happen. I focused on my defender, saw his eyes watching me. I feinted to the right; he...
This story is paired with my story "The Climbing Tree!" For the greater part of the text they are the same story, however the two tales have different outcomes. For the convenience of the reader I have clearly marked the point of divergence, where the individual stories go their separate ways. If the "The Climbing Tree!" is fresh in the reader's mind, they m...
Author's Note: Considerably longer and somewhat softer than typical for this site. Hopefully worth the time for those interested in character development in a plausible reality. Chapters do not stand alone and should be read in sequence. Chapter 1 At my age it's more difficult than it used to be to enjoy the charms of younger women. That's OK, though....
Another blow in the back. Shit, these seats must have been designed by some sadist on a particularly bad day. Even an inverted bucket would have been more comfortable. It wouldn't have been so bad if the damn driver hadn't regarded it as a matter of honor to find every single pothole this shitty backwater road had to offer. Well, if you could actually call t...
The fourth and final part of the story. This particular part was completely self-edited due to life stuff; I hope it doesn't show too much. —C CHAPTER VI Life was frustrating for both of us. On the other hand, there were, occasionally, days like the next one where I got a text at seven thirty in the morning: ≪ Either don't go to Abode today or leave and...
"Are you ready yet Cassie?" "One minute, nearly done." Cassie picked up the plastic devil fork from the edge of her bed and angled it behind her head. She looked at herself in the full length mirror, tilted her head to one side and tapped her phone screen. The flash briefly lit her dim room and and she straightened up, looking at the selfie. "Oh god...I'm r...