I remember waking up. I think it was cold, but I wasn’t sure. My mind was hazy. I went to the big monitor screen on the wall, black and lifeless. In the thick glass sat my blurry reflection, thought it was hard to make out. Somehow, though, I subconsciously knew how to turn the deviceContinue reading “Those of the Planet”
Category Archives: Writing
BroBot
A loud, rapid knock at the door jarred Ryan out of his usual Friday after-school cartoon binge, the regular occasion lasting from the time he got home from school to the first click of keys in the door of his mother getting home. Mom can’t be home yet, did they have a short day orContinue reading “BroBot”
At times like this.
At times like this, people who are disconnected have the luxury of picking how they want to feel. One death is a tragedy, a million death is a statistic. Joseph Stalin. Except that statistic is happening in your back yard, like seeing individual tiny green seedlings begin to poke out of the ground at theContinue reading “At times like this.”
To Print
Check that one off the list- Above a Whisper has gone to print. After much fiddling with page numbers and pixels on my cover, I uploaded it all to amazon so that I can buy it for myself, and probably no one else. It’s even almost 100 pages more than the first book. Speaking ofContinue reading “To Print”
Where it Lives
‘I hate airports,’ the thought kept running through my head. I kept trying to push it out of my mind, knowing it would make the whole process even worse. The line through security was long, same as any previous time I had gone thorough it. One of the TSA agents, looking more like a bouncer atContinue reading “Where it Lives”