*"And I would lay there with my eyes closed. Darkness captured, contained, and cocooned. It was then, the words would just come to me. Fire in the mind, ink in my hand, I would write those words, feel...

The scream of solitude louder than shouts of gratitude

Cecilia fled awkwardly through the forest. She desperately sought the shelter of the caves. Doing her level best not to trip over exposed roots, slippery rocks, and fallen trees, she pushed herself t...

Reginald signed a typical 360 record deal, common amongst new artists desperate to get into the industry. A 360 deal just meant that no matter what you did, somebody else collects most of the reward ...

As an elk hunter, Gus wouldn't say, publically at least, that he hated wolves, the fact was, left unchecked, they decimated the game he and others loved hunting. That was the public excuse. If h...

The explosion reverberated off the walls of the tiny pharmacy. We felt the windows shake, the ground under our feet vibrated, our ears buzzed with that after "fuck you" sound. Almost simultaneously w...

A children tale dedicated to my son who loves wolves and pizza.

A small story about my morning this far.

Most of the men wept and wretched after entering the community. The biggest grief was, why we're so many people missing either right or left limbs? Crudely cut just below the elbows, man, woman,...

Her eyes drifted to the dimly lit cage they held him in. He was in there kneeling, at the center. Her gaze didn't long. The fear that her brothers and sisters would hear her forbidden thoughts, stole...

Darkness permeated the sky like smoke from the angriest wildfire to ever burn. Daylight was now quickly becoming a frightful night. Tendrils of dread grasped the heart of everyone. Fear unmatched seep...

Starlit thoughts of things I've lost Deep into the darkness ailing

A poem for the morning.

"What is this place Leon stammered?" The man regarded him for a moment smiling and said, "Leon Ried, you have been expected. Please take a seat in the waiting room, all will be revealed to you sho...

A writer who writes a piece of work of his own accord experiences a level of satisfaction in its completion and acceptance. Andrew felt none of that. He felt like a fraud.

Newer Quotes of mine.

Two years and some change ago, a flu-like virus began to topple the world. In her mind, it was an engineered hoax to transform a nation into something else. Again, to her credit, sweeping changes took...

The name of the trail said it all. It was an arduous hike over mountains, past lakes, in the remote northern section of the Appalachian Trail. I had spent months training for this adventure. I gave hi...

Dear reader, I want to tell you this ends well, sadly it does not. Jeff was in love with Melinda. He was in love with Melinda from the moment she walked into the small diner he worked at. He even wor...

Teenage Faris sobbed and whimpered as he held the bloodied remains of his little sister. She had just asked him to watch her jump rope outside. As was customary, Israeli bombers just destroyed the hom...