The subject was bad cover albums. “The Backstreet Boys doing Pink Floyd. Any album.” “Ariana Grande doing the entire soundtrack … Continue reading Driving at Night – Cover Songs, Ghosts, and Not Much Else.
“You have to sing to them Max.” “I’m not singing to a demon.” “They’re not that different from angels.” “I don’t … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Pixie Dust
“I’m not going to crawl under a building again. It is going to be a hundred degrees out today. That … Continue reading When in doubt wear a dress
Baker Beach Max heard the Nessun dorma ringtone and groaned. It was his brother Andy. It was an emergency. He … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Baker Beach
I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried The … Continue reading The Eagle Cried
My phone made a meowing sound. That’s my brother Aaron’s ringtone. “Hello,” I said. I wondered what he wanted. “Juliette, … Continue reading Don’t ask me…Vampire Fun and Games
Note: My brain is full so I’m re-running this today from 2013. A lot has changed since then – especially … Continue reading Vampire House Warming
Crawl Space I took off my sweater and handed it to my brother Aaron. There was no way I was … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Crawl Space
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