It’s rare these days for people to find my number. Google is the go-to for most people when it comes to problems they don’t know how to fix, and when they find a tutorial my phone number has no reason to appear. Or people don’t want to pay my fees. Either way, not a lot … Continue reading Was That Black Magic? – Short Story
Tyler never intended to work from home but working freelance came with unexpected aspects and working from home was one of them. Do not misunderstand, Tyler loves his family, he's eternally grateful to his parents for letting him stay, especially since he's still building a roster of clients so money isn't reliable yet (he hopes … Continue reading Working From Home – Short Story
I knew something had happened pretty early in the day, waking up to a blank sky tells you something has gone wrong. Not cloudy, not foggy, a pure blank white sky. My first thought was that I was in my own kind of Truman show and someone had turned off the sky simulation. I dismissed … Continue reading Blank Sky – Short Story
Waking to an empty bed first had me reaching out to search for her warmth. Meeting only coldness I lifted my head to look in the direction of the bathroom for a light. Upon finding no light I sat up in bed. The house remained silent, dark, and cold. No sign of another living being. … Continue reading As Long As I’m Human – Short Story
If you follow me on YouTube (where I post writing advice, writers life, and some of these stories read aloud) you might have heard that my wife and I are about to do a "Big thing, a Big Big Thing!" Well, we are. We are about to do a Big Big Thing and that starts … Continue reading Hiatus Warning
“What do you want me to do?” xe stared down at the human with a very obviously broken bone. “You’re a scientist!” “I’m a cyber-biologist…” “So you can heal him!” “That right there is a totally human human – no cybers at all. And anyway, my speciality is the interaction of nerves with mechanical limbs. … Continue reading Not A Medical Doctor – Flash Fiction
Johannes loved the feel of the wheel in his hands, the weight of it, the way the wood had been smoothed by years of exposure to the sea air and however many hands helping the ship find her way. He loved the salty air on his skin, the way the buffeting of the sails clapped. … Continue reading A Pitch Black Ship – Short Story – Talk Like A Pirate Day
