I don't want to go back to Oregon. Carolina is my home till the day I die.

Just an update on my Queer Southern historical fiction audiobook ^_^

Grainville County receives a farewell letter from their beloved war poet, Robbie, the day before he must charge into certain death.

This is a short story I turned into a short and quick comic for you all. A priest has a little secret. TW: DEATH

Perhaps the first signs of Grainville County, North Carolina's growing infatuation with the war poet, Robbie, could be found in local poetry. These are namely found in the pamphlets of ladies’ book c...

1916: British officer Robbie G is trapped in the muddy hellhole known as the Western Front. This selection of letters looks into his chaotic world and explores his methods of trying to keep sane. Litt...

So you seek, so you shall find - sometimes.

Here's the first comic I've made for Commaful. Based on a challenge for a haunted painting 🎨

Angsty love for today's challenge: #NaNoWriMo2021ChallengeDay15 : Hiding An Alien In Your House

A curious meeting between such a mass butcher and myself presented an opportunity wreathed in delightful danger. For NaNoWriMo2021 - Day 14: Marrying a Murderer

Your skeleton like fine art carved in ancient marble

It’s not like Hunger Games where you get to fight - I would have preferred that.

'I make a throne of her easel and she makes a god of me...' Happy November, everyone! 🍁

Problem #300 of being a Southern bisexual...

The end of the world makes such strange bedfellows as us.

Sometimes I imagine my art as a baby with different co-parents. One of my favorites is H. R Giger.

The most effective weapon is fear...

Wrote a short spooky poem for October 🦇

Real conversations I've had over the last year about Covid.

Happy Birthday 🎉🎉🎉🎁!!