Parasites

               “It’s been 500 years since the pandemic started. I mean, not really 500 years, but might as well. I’m lucky, my landlord is an old lady that will not charge me for the next 6 months,” for a moment, John’s face appeared to glow. The model felt uneasy, but she brushed off the passing … Continue reading Parasites

Pursuit of Honor

              The medieval kingdom of Yuisa stood above a river of molten lava on a lush mesa. The area was rich in precious metals and a unique material they called hatuye. The exact location was never revealed, but stories abound.               According to legend, the word hatuye derives from the language of an advanced culture … Continue reading Pursuit of Honor

Some Kind of Light

“Trust me, you won’t die from touching the darkness, but if you reach out for the light, you might get burned to death,” a quote scribbled in a notebook on Julio’s desk next to a bag of mushrooms. “I’m awake,” he didn’t put much effort into speaking loud enough for his roommate to hear him. … Continue reading Some Kind of Light

Guaya Bay

The waters of Guaya Bay teemed with fish, crab, and lobster. Every fisherman wanted a chance to work those waters. Few actually dared, since all the ways to get to the bay were treacherous. By sea, a horseshoe wall of jagged rocks just beneath the water made it impossible for any boat to get through. … Continue reading Guaya Bay

Downward Spiral

Will I get to post 200 stories by the end of the year? I don’t know. I have most of them already in the first draft but locked in a virtual locker on my computer or in notebooks. Here’s the problem: my brain hates me. I don’t want to just disclose every detail about my … Continue reading Downward Spiral

Primum Ash

Cars littered every road leading up to Ash. It’s a miracle this desolate place became a town at all. If you didn’t come prepared with an extra couple of gallons of gas, you’d end up litter on those roads too. John didn’t know about this place before he found it on a 1950’s map. He … Continue reading Primum Ash

When it matters…

This post is a record, snapshot of a question or thought nagging me today. It won’t get published in print and hidden in a monastery while the world burns like some famous political treatise. But it will be floating on the web, hopefully reaching the few people that read this blog – enough to survive … Continue reading When it matters…

Somewhere New

Gabriel cried at the bottom of the front stairs leading up to his grandmother’s house. His sweat mixed with his tears, and he licked it from his upper lip with a bit of clear bugger. “Hey, you, let’s go,” the figure emerged from behind an old pick-up truck parked on the side of the street. … Continue reading Somewhere New