Mikey was in love and it killed him-a big bang and my best friend was blood and memories. Now, the new girl is flashing her star-spangled knickers at me as I look down the barrel of a fairy's gun. I guess the only thing to do is enjoy the ride - REMOVED

It's one street. It's the way life comes back to you. It's the rhythm you live by. It's the way your heart beats. It's the rhythm of your heart. Everyone's is different. ten-shot, NaNoWriMo, hopefully, soon to be published!

Big Cath is a middle aged nurse with a housebound husband. The story focuses on rejection, disillusionment and aging.

A collection of one-shots about getting into the minds of the common people. I've tried a variety of styles and a variety of tones. Some rather strong language, so be warned. That's all I can say; R&R is greatly appreciated and always returned.

Dirt and sawdust are the grains on the beaches in my father's heaven

Dryer vents smell like sex-appeal and boys who knew me well enough to seduce me in the drum-drum-whoop of the laundry room.

Accidental coming out at nine.

A crazy little snapshot of worship and force set on the Gulf shore, whereon a deserted stretch of sand deliberate, sadistic sacrifice is necessary to protect a peaceful existence.

I pull the trigger and the wall behind her is sprayed red. I know she isn’t dead though. Gretchen is too big of a pain in the ass to die easily.

A senior finds more than he wants on his senior trip to Paris. Involves the headscarf issue, mainly. Too philosophical? Meh... probably. You can read/decide for yourselves, je suppose...

Two teenagers meet at the funeral of a boy they both loved. Rated for mature themes.