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
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
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
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