It’s Good To Be King

I knew I wanted to write when I was seven. Around nine or ten I was reading Edgar Rice Burroughs, Ray Bradbury and Arthur C. Clarke, just to name a few. I still wanted to write, and was constantly holed up in my bedroom pounding out weird stories while my brothers played outside. I emulated all my favorite writers, but was still looking for my own voice. Carrie was released in 1974, but it would take another eight years before Stephen King even registered on my radar. I happened to... Read the Rest →

 

Deathbed

This story is a little off my beaten path. There are no monsters, or time travelers, or space aliens. But it is dark. And that, my friends, is most definitely up my alley. Hope you enjoy it.   Airplanes and elevators. I hate them both. And it seemed no sooner had our stressful four-hour flight on the one ended (our brief cab ride through the dark, silent city being my only respite) than we found ourselves being hoisted aloft on the other. I’d left my stomach somewhere over Kansas. Figured... Read the Rest →

 
 

So Long, Robin Williams

So Robin Williams is gone. Goddamn it. We lose him while soulless pricks like George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, and Rush Limbaugh keep right on going, sucking up the oxygen and spitting out vitriol. I know my left leanings are showing here, but those are simply the first worst that came to mind. I’m going to miss Robin Williams. He was one of those people whose humanity shined through so brightly, it was easy to see that better angel within. It’s sad to think of all the films and appearances... Read the Rest →

 

The Art Of Being Human

I wasn’t a very good father. I could use the excuse that my own father wasn’t a very good one either, that I had no example to follow, so therefore I didn’t quite know how to go about it. And maybe there’s some truth to that. But it’s not the whole truth. My first marriage was a dreadful mistake. We “had” to get married. But we were desperately young and didn’t even know who we were yet. And it became immediately clear that whoever we were (or whoever we were... Read the Rest →

 

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