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(story starter snip it) The purchase of the Mini Cooper was a mistake. Though she wouldn’t know it for some time. There’d been little consideration of the act of buying it except that years before she’d seen a movie called the Italian Job where one of her favorite actresses, Charlize Theron, had raced through the … Continue reading


Can it be okay if I’m better without you? If not, what does that say about us? Would it speak to the fact that my well being isn’t uppermost, doesn’t count as much as your wants, your needs, your concepts about what we should be? See, all my life, I lived in your land. I … Continue reading


My absence at your bedside, revealed more honesty than I’d ever revealed before. Though I knew few, if any, would understand an act such as mine, to not go to one’s mother in her final hour, I could not stand in front of you. No, I could not lie one more time. I could not. … Continue reading

The Kingdom

“Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven”  The Lord’s prayer, Matthew 6:10 Five minutes before class lets out, the back doors to my classroom open. Three guys walk in and sit in the last row just in time to hear me finishing up my lecture on why the … Continue reading

Night Rider

“I don’t believe in man, God nor devil. I hate the whole damned human race, including myself…I preyed upon the wake of the harmless and the unsuspecting. This lesson I was taught by others: Might makes it right.”  Gary Ridgway , Green River Killer (excerpt of one of my future novels by the same name) … Continue reading


You’ve been with me so long, so very long, there’s all these memories of me with you, you with me, you pretending to be me, me wishing I could be me but being you instead. You my demon in fallen angel’s robes. All these snapshots of us, like props used for old horror picture shows, … Continue reading

Witness “Stories carry the power to shape our futures and to heal” – from the PBS doc on the Tulsa Massacre A story is not an immortal thing. No, it lives or dies depending on its teller. We get all tied up with what happened. The what…the what…what they want us to get distracted by, … Continue reading