In some cultures, it’s common to refer to the paths ours lives take as “threads.” It’s such an interesting comparison to make, because threads have so many different qualities that make them unique. Threads can be many different colors and sizes, and combine fabrics to make something that’s so much larger the sum of its…
The World as it Was – Part 1
Back in college, I held down two jobs. One was as a computer help desk guy for the university, and the other was as a freelance writer for a local weekly newspaper. Well, okay, the latter wasn’t really that big of a deal. I just wrote a 500 word article every week and pretended that…
Intrusion
I was writing a scary story to post for Halloween, and I completely dropped the ball on finishing it up in time. I’m still working on it, but in the meantime, here’s another of my very rare poems. — It’s quiet in this room As the world lies asleep And I sit here awake But…
Original: Prologue – Narrator: ????? – Add ‘Em Up and Knock ‘Em Down
This is the original version of the prologue to my first novel, “We Put the ‘Dual’ in ‘Individual.’” I am posting this to showcase how bad my writing was, as compared to how it had progressed as of April 2012, when I rewrote this prologue. “Hey! Be quiet back there!” I was scared to…
Terry Hall
Have you ever seen something that wasn’t really there? Had an experience that you could only reconcile with one other person in the world, and for which everyone else would call you crazy? In college, I was part of a volunteer group that went around the dorms passing out pamphlets about how detrimental prescription drug abuse could…
Are you afraid of the dark?
There’s a light on down the hallway, Piercing through the dark, Its yellow glow creeps in my doorway, Causing my thoughts to stop. You see, a light would be so comforting, Since I’m home alone, But only if the power had not been out, From the frightful passing storm.
Felicity
Back when my life was a constant repetition of school, sleep, eat, repeat, I knew a girl named Felicity. She was a quiet girl for years, but she came out of her shell in high school, and we became friends around that time. Not very close friends, not merely acquaintances; just friends. I called her…
Chapter 1 – Transfer Student
Waking up at 5:45 AM was a slap in the face, and had been every weekday since Ben had started high school. He thought it would get easier with time, but every single day when his alarm went off, he moaned and tried to think of any reason he could to skip school. It wasn’t…
A Brief History of Henry
I had grand daydreams of traveling with Roxanne. Vision of mountains and oceans and skies waltzed through my head as I sat at work each day, confined by cubicle walls inside of even more brick and mortar walls that blocked out more than just daylight and fresh air. We’d been to the beach, we’d been…
Chance
I usually expect letdowns. It’s my life; I’ve long become accustomed to it, but again and again, I allow my hopes to rise and expectations to form. Normally I’d call it a rookie mistake. Quite sad for someone who is hardly a rookie. I am of course talking about a girl I met. Well, I…