“Feck off.” Cries the barkeeper as Smith stumbles out the bar, slurring incomprehensible curses back at the other patrons who were almost prepared to beat him themselves. As he finds his car pulled up crooked at the side of the curb, he struggles to find the keyhole to unlock the door. The keys somehow findContinue reading “The Foggy Toll Booth”
Author Archives: Sandwich Sean
Noire
Open up to a rain-drenched city, grey, dotted with orange streetlights piercing through the darkness intermittently. The roads are empty, the low grumbling of my old Caddy’s engine pierces through the tapping of raindrops on the metal roof above me. As I pull up to the crime scene, red and blue lights flash off theContinue reading “Noire”
Pi Day
Let me tell you about Pi day. March 14th, which reads out as 3.14. First off, it only works in the states because of how we list our dates; month-day-year, which doesn’t really make sense if you think about it. Whatever, it doesn’t matter. My math teacher in high school loved Pi day for obviousContinue reading “Pi Day”
And on and on…
I’m going to try an exercise; writing a run on sentence. -Deep Breath- Sometimes when you write you just get a stream of consciousness where you just say whatever first comes to your mind, like when I was writing back for National Novel Writing Month, something which I have to explain to many people aContinue reading “And on and on…”
The Full Book Arrives
After going through my third final editorial read-through, I finally decided to stop ‘stalling,’ if you might call it that. I can’t remember which year of elementary school it was, but my teacher then told me that a work is never done, it’s just due. And I think Mother of Mars was long due. IContinue reading “The Full Book Arrives”